Late Night

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 60 of 100 )

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Quinn looked over at her sleeping roommate. She wasn't sure how Rachel managed to do a show a day and two on weekends, and still have time for a normal life. Their clashing schedules made it hard for them to spend any real time together, something she was finding herself wanting to do more often.

Watching Rachel sleeping on the couch, curled up around a pillow, had become one of her favorite ways to end the day. She really hated waking her up but she knew Rachel would be in a better mood in the morning if she slept in her own bed.

"Hey, Rachel?" she said, gently shaking her, "Time for bed." Rachel grumbled and batted Quinn's hand away but kept sleeping. Quinn tried waking her up again.

"Five more minutes, Dad," Rachel muttered, eyes still closed.

"Rachel?" Quinn said, trying not to laugh. "Time for bed."

"Quinn," Rachel whinged, sitting up and looking blearily at her. "I'm fine. Stop that!"

"Do you really want to sleep on the couch?" Quinn asked. She wasn't going to force Rachel to go to bed if she wasn't ready.

"I'll go to bed when you do," Rachel said, rubbing her eyes.

"Okay."

Talking Head

Disclaimer: Fox owns the Glee money making machine and RBI came up with the original idea. Not mine.
Pairing/Character: Quinn, Rachel
When/Where: AU.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 61 of 100 )

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Rachel blinked her eyes, watching blearily as Quinn put a disc in the media player. "What are you watching?" she asked.

"It's a preview copy of a documentary," Quinn said.

"What's it about?" Rachel asked.

"The city," Quinn said.

"Our city?" Rachel asked, paying closer attention.

"Yes."

Rachel tried to watch, she really did, but she was tired. Occasionally she would open her eyes, but mostly she just listened. In high school she never would have imagined Quinn watching something so boring. Sighing, she hugged her pillow.

"You don't have to stay up," Quinn said, pausing it briefly, "I know it isn't that exciting."

"No," Rachel protested. "I'm watching." Opening her eyes, she waved at Quinn to continue. "Who's that?" she asked several minutes later when a familiar voice began explaining something.

"Me?" Quinn mumbled.

"You what?" Rachel looked at her confused. Quinn pointed at the screen. "Oh! That's you!"

"Yes," Quinn said, nodding.

Rachel stared as the camera focused on her roommate talking about something that she was sure was fascinating to history nerds. "When'd you do this?"

"October," Quinn said. "It was a favor for a friend."

"You're good at this," Rachel said.

"I did okay," Quinn said.