Gold Stars
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griefofdawnPairing/Character:Quinn, Dave Karofsky
When/Where: AU. In NYC.
Word Count: 200 (Double Drabble ) ( 21 of 100 )
"What's that?" Karofsky asked, pointing at the gold star encrusted object on her desk.
"Lunch," Quinn said, making no move to open it in the vain hope it would disappear on its own.
"It has stars on it," he said.
"Yes."
"Gold stars," he muttered, looking down at something on his desk.
"And your point would be?" she asked, glaring at him. She'd been shocked to find herself sharing an office with him, not having seen him since high school, but somehow he'd managed to grow up, losing his anger at the world somewhere along the way.
"High school flashback," he said, grimacing, looking back up.
"Ah," Quinn said. "This flashback wouldn't be a who?" she asked, guessing that Berry's gold stars had been embedded in the memories of a generation of McKinley graduates.
"From Whoville?" he said.
"No, more like an off-Broadway who," Quinn said, trying not to laugh at his comment.
"She's really not bad," Karofsky unexpectedly said.
"You wouldn't be saying that, if you were handed this," Quinn grumbled, poking the bag.
"By who?" Karofsky asked.
"Roommate," Quinn admitted, sighing.
"No!" Karofsky said, laughing, taking out his own lunch.
"Yes," Quinn said, poking the bag again.