Deseo || Fabang

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“Yeah? I guess we could just make sure there’s no knives around.” Quinn had talked him out of wanting to talk to Santana, but now she had a point. They didn’t have their wands and he could only be confronted with Santana’s physical abuse for the most part. That he wasn’t scared of. “Do you think we should tell her together? Or should you or I tell her alone? If it’s a one on one thing she might not feel ganged up on. Up to you though, you know here the best.” 

Quinn hung her towel in the drying rack and brushed her hair, still fully nude as she contemplated Mike’s question. She hummed softly as she thought about it. “I’m thinking that there’s strength in numbers,” she finally decided, walking back into the bedroom to look for something to wear. “Do we have any special dress code for tonight?” she asked with a little grin. She packed for just about anything, and while she originally had some casual clothes out for smores, she didn’t quite know what Mike had planned.