Drink (Quick/Brittana/Finchel)

                                    

                                          
"Hey, Quinn."
"Hey." Quinn responded. "What's up?"
"It's Brittany." Brittany informed Quinn.
"I know that." Quinn clarified. "Caller ID."
"Oh, yeah." Brittany muttered. "Anyway, I hope you're not busy tonight. Santana's playing with this band at a bar 'cause their lead singer is sick or something, and I don't wanna go alone."
"Well, actually, I-"
"I'll meet you at your place at eight." Brittany added before hanging up the phone.
-
When Quinn was done in the shower, she put lotion on and finished drying off. She put her bathrobe on and blow-dried her hair. Afterwards, she straightened her hair and then began her makeup. Quinn put on some eyeliner, mascara, a little bit of concealer, and lipstick before picking out an outfit.
Quinn got dressed in jeans and a red bustier top. She put on a black leather jacket and black booties before grabbing her purse and packing her things.
Around 7:45pm, Brittany showed up.
"You look pretty." Brittany smiled. "Ready?"
"You, too." Quinn smiled back. "Yeah, let's go."
The blondes left Quinn's apartment and headed to the bar.
"Did you talk to Santana? Is she excited?" Quinn questioned Brittany.
"So excited." Brittany confirmed.
"She's gonna be so great." Quinn noted. "And this is a fun opportunity for her."
"Yeah." Brittany agreed.
-
Brittany and Quinn were a little late to the bar, but they went inside and got their drinks before walking around to find a good spot. The band was already playing, and Brittany was eager to get a good view of the stage.
The blondes found a small table and sat down beside each other.
"The drummer's cute." Quinn noted, watching the brunette behind Santana.
"He's married." Brittany warned Quinn.
Quinn nodded as she looked at the two guitarists before looking back at the drummer. He was captivating and had the cutest dimples.
"He's married?" Quinn asked.
Brittany giggled. "Yes."
Quinn sipped her drink as she watched the guitarists. They looked like they were having a good time, and they weren't unattractive, but they weren't dimple drummer.
When Quinn finished her drink, she excused herself to get another. She was waiting for her and Brittany's refills when she heard a male voice singing with Santana.
Quinn turned towards the stage and saw it was one of the guitarists. Not the blonde one, the one with dark brown hair. Unlike his appearance, his voice was soft and delicate. He had a beautiful range and tone, from what Quinn could hear. And he had good stage chemistry with Santana.
Quinn grabbed the drinks and headed back to the table where she joined Brittany again. The girls sipped their drinks while they watched the band.
"Hey, Brittany."
"Hey, Rachel." Brittany waved. "This is Quinn. Quinn, that's Rachel. Finn's wife."
"The drummer." Rachel added, waving to Finn. "It's nice to meet you, Quinn."
"You, too."
-
"We're gonna take a little break to get drinks and say hi to some friends." Santana announced when the song ended. "We'll be right back."
Quinn smiled as Santana approached the table. "Hey, you're killing it up there."
"Thanks." Santana smiled back. "And thanks for coming."
"Quinn's right. You're so good!" Brittany grinned as she held Santana's hand. "Let me get you a drink."
"I could use a refill myself, so I'll get it." Quinn decided as she got up. She walked back to the bar and got the drinks.
Quinn was carrying the drinks back when someone bumped into her. Luckily, she didn't spill or drop anything, but she was still annoyed.
Quinn looked and saw it was the dark brown-haired guitarist.
"Whoa."
Quinn raised her eyebrow. "Whoa? You almost made me spill these."
"Sorry. Can I make it up to you with a drink after the show?"
"That depends if the rest of the show is any good." Quinn answered.
The guitarist smiled. "I think you'll be impressed."
"Hope so." Quinn said. "I should go bring Santana her drink. Break a leg."
"Thanks, blondie."
-
"Thanks again for coming!" Santana exclaimed as she hugged Quinn. "Let me introduce you to the band before Brittany and I go."
"Okay." Quinn nodded as Santana and Brittany dragged her backstage, where the boys were packing up their instruments.
"Guys, this is Quinn." Santana announced. "Quinn, that's Finn, Sam, and Puck."
"Hi." Finn smiled.
"Nice to meet you." Sam added. "Thanks for coming out."
"Yeah, you guys were really good." Quinn nodded. "And it looked like fun."
"Totally." Finn nodded back. "Right, Santana?"
"Brittany and I are gonna go home and celebrate." Santana informed Finn as she took Brittany's hand.
"I'm gonna go find Rachel." Finn decided.
"I'll go with you." Sam said, and the room cleared out.
"So." Quinn looked at Puck. "How about that drink?"
"How about it?"