The night was coming to an end and as she looked down at her empty glass she realized she could no longer keep track of how many she had had that night. The room felt warmer and she knew that the alcohol was setting in. The Latina she had shared her first few drinks with was now slow dancing with her still very fond ex. Quinn couldn't blame her for spending her time there, it was clear the two girls still cared about about each other and why they split up in the first place was beyond the blond. But her focus was not on her two ex comrades - Quinn's eyes were fixed on the petite brunette singing her heart out on stage as if the man of the hour had stayed this long for Rachel Berrys third dedication to him.

Sure it may sound ridiculous for anyone except Rachel to be doing such a thing, but was it not just as ridiculous for the man to bring in all his former students (atleast the ones who would respond) back to Ohio just for his birthday? Not that Quinn was complaining the bartenders here didn't card and she had some sweet eye candy to go along with the
sudden realization that she becomes bisexual after half a drink.

Quinn had always been curious about these sapphic desires but always kept any fantasy to herself. But her favorite fantasys always seemed to star that girl she just couldn't keep her eyes off. It was pretty clear she had had one drink too many as the song came to an end and Quinn began to walk towards said sapphic singing star. Of course Santana who was supposed to be on the look out for these sort of things had gone up to her room with Brittany and wouldn't be seen till the morning at best. So as Rachel made her way off stage Quinn was finally able to get some words out words out "I-Am-Drunk!" At this Rachel goggled before responding "me too!"

As Kurt Hummel made his way onto stage and the opening notes to yet another slow song played Quinn reached out "join me at an attempt of dancing?" Rachel smiled and took her hand as they made they're way to the middle of the dance floor. Rachel always had to be the center of it all and apparently drunk Quinn could roll that way too...

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The next morning the sun shined trough the window, birds chirped in the beautiful morning, and a very hungover Quinn groaned at the loud bright and unknown room. She rolled over to shut out the world but felt some beneath her. Reluctantly she opened her eyes to see a sleeping and shall we say very naked Rachel Berry!

AN: so this was the he long awaited interpretation of a fanfic idea I created a video for a while ago... I'll try and show it where watt pad lets me. But even if I can't I hope you like this first draft and if you want more please let me know so I can make it. I'd also enjoy any feedback on how to make it better and anything else you wanna say. I'm debating on whether or not I should try my hand at smut but this story will probably have some more mature tones to it anyway... I hope you like what I do with it and like I said I would love feedback❤️. Since my other faberry story's have found more success then I ever expected I can only hope this new story finds its place where it needs to be😊