Okay, so Quinn had to admit that between getting pregnant sophomore year, and turning all punk-Fabray on the world between junior and senior year, well Quinn hadn’t been to a lot of parties lately!
Sure, the glee kids liked to talk a lot about parties, but the last time they actually threw one was forever ago. Yeah, Quinn somehow ended up drinking bloody marys in the hallways of McKinley the next day after that party. That was interesting to say the least. They had all promised Mr. Schue they’d never drink again, but come on, who were they kidding?
The hangover was definitely rough after Rachel’s party, but the way life was going right now? It was rougher. She could really use a redo, maybe with less anger thrown at Puck this time, and fast.
Luckily for Quinn, Kurt decided that a celebratory gathering to toot their own horns was needed. So there she was in Artie’s mom’s van, getting dropped off at the party.
“Be safe, you two,” she smiled at the teenagers, wheeling them to the front door. She had no clue what they were about to get into, or maybe she did. Quinn smiled back – one of those wholesome smiles. They wheeled into the house and saw the rest of the glee kids already partying, greeting them accordingly.
First question on Quinn’s mind though, “Where’s Rachel?”