"The course of true love never did run smooth." ~ William Shakespeare
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Kailani Hummel, an innocent small-town genderfluid teenager, gets sucked into a world that seems like only they can navigate in an attempt to save everyone they love. Will Qu...
Sorry, I already know I'm 😈 but there is a lot to this Thanksgiving episode.
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Back in Lima, Kailani laughed with the rest of their past seniors — besides Rachel and Kurt — leaning into Mercedes at the edge of the large table and sharing looks with Quinn across the table every now and then.
"So I said, you girls are gonna need another cup!" Puck continued this story, lifting his cup to the group. "Yeah, but, guys, I'd like to propose a toast: To almost all of us keeping our promise to come back for the holidays."
The table let out a course of cheers and clicked their glasses together, Kailani shakily raising her water cup and gently hitting it with a fe other glasses.
"So, Mx. Crown." Santana smirked, looking across the table at Kailani as she sipped on her water through her straw. "Heard anything from Rachel and Kurt? Or are they hiding in shame since your single release?"
"They're alright. Working hard." Kailani replied, shrugging with a soft blush across her already red sunburn face when the group sent her teasing smile. "I think Rachel's a little jealous, but she'll be fine."
"I know I am!" Mercedes laughed, grabbing Kailani's head and kissing her cheek. "Come Get It Bae was so good! Roxy and Clyde were such blessings to work with for the musical. I can't wait for your guy's album this Christmas. First thing I have on my list."
Quinn frowned a bit in concern when she noticed Kailani flitch in discomfort at the pressure on her cheeks, covering up with a smile.
"Clyde was pretty cool. How are you too?" Mike asked, as Finn and Mercedes exchanged a look and glanced between Quinn and Kailani curiously. "Dating?"
"Oh, uh, no." Kailani blushed deeply, eyes catching Quinn's before moving away and chuckling nervously. "We're not. We're just mates. I-I-I...I mean like Bandmates."
"Right." Mercedes hummed as she rolled her nails across the table top and hid her smirk with her class of coke. "Alisha told me you guys when on a trip on his motorcycle."
"And then a rough ride on his other motocy-"
"I don't want to know." Finn quickly interrupted Santana, as the Latina smirked at Quinn's grinding teeth.
"I do." Santana winked at Kailani across the table, reaching out with her foot as she took a sip of her drink and smirking into the glass as the purple haired teen squirmed to hide the fact a foot was climbing up her leg towards her skirt. "But I guess that's a story for later."
"So, Quinn, how's Yale? Kurt told me you've been keeping in touch with Rachel. That's sweet." Mercedes asked, changing the subject the second she noticed the unspoken sexual tension around the table. She then rolled her eyes and sent Quinn a sharp look. "I'm sure campus security has kept tabs on you."
