The Cabinet
Dec. 21st, 2011 07:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
griefofdawnDisclaimer: Transformative work, Yada, Yada. Someone owns the Glee characters (Fox), but not me. I'm just sticking them in non-canon centric situations.
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn pre-slash/Just roommates.
When/Where: Somewhen post high school. AU in NYC.
Drabble Series: Pocketful of Quinn
Word Count: 100 (Regulation Drabble) (2 of 100)
Rachel laughed when she dragged the small antique pie safe into their Brooklyn apartment, less than a week after moving in, and declared it their new liquor cabinet. She was less amused when Quinn demonstrated the complicated locking system and, without explaining, handed her the only key.
It took her a week to pry loose any explanation from her quiet roommate.
"Alcohol and Fabray's don't mix," Quinn said. "My bastard father drank himself to death, my mother drank to escape her mistakes, and I got pregnant and suicidal."
Rachel stared at Quinn in shock, before pulling her into a hug.
