𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝘿𝙊𝙂 ━━ (Teenwolf Poly)

04. LATE NIGHT

FOUR. Quinn headed home after she got cleared by the medic. She was beyond exhausted but as she laid down, she couldn't see herself getting rest any time soon.

So she decided to head towards her living room and watch some television.

Sending a quick text to her friend Richie that she had to bail on movie night.

Within a few minutes of putting on Brooklyn 99, she fell asleep under the watchful glow of her television.

When she woke, she sat up slowly and glanced towards the television. The soft glow no where to be found.

"Huh," she mumbled, she didn't remember shutting it off last night.

"Grandma?" She called getting off the couch.

"Yes?" The elder woman called back.

"Did you turn off the television last night after I fell asleep?" Quinn called out, eyeing the television wearily as she put her shoes on over her hello kitty socks.

"No?"

She tossed the blanket to the side. 'Did I bring a blanket with me last night?' She silently wonders.

"...oh, Okay... I'll see you after school grandma!" She called before rushing around to grab her stuff.

If she hadn't been in such a rush, maybe she would've caught the pair of eyes following her from the woods, out her front door. While beginning her long walk to school.

...

Quinn walked into school with five minutes to spare. So she headed to the bathroom to fix her hair in the mirror, using the brush in her bag.

Quinn let out a soft 'oh' sound when she saw Erica already in there.

"Hey," she politely greeted as she walked in. Silently deciding that it'd be too awkward to just walk out— mostly because she had already seen Quinn walk in.

Erica wearily glanced her way and mumbled some response that Quinn didn't hear.

Quinn chose not to tell the girl that she didn't hear her because that felt a bit too embarrassing to say to an acquaintance.

Quinn worked on her hair for a bit then glanced over to Erica through the mirror and noticed the girl struggling with her frizzy hair.

Quinn pauses mid brush and sighs. Then she goes into her bag and grabs some product.

"Here." She interjected.

"What?" Erica said like a deer caught in headlights.

"Use this. It'll help with the frizz," she says gesturing to Erica's hair.

"Just, Trust me,"

Erica nods slightly and takes the small bottle anxiously. The blonde apply's the product and it helps fix her hair up quite a bit. Making her feel good about herself, pretty even. Which was an accomplishment for Erica, who had always had a hard time accepting her appearance.

"Looks great," Quinn kindly compliments. Moving a bit closer and reaching to fix the girls hair.

"May I?"

Erica nods in turn, eyes focusing on the mirror again as she watched Quinn's corrections through the reflection.

A smile slowly seems to take over Erica's face. "Wow," she mumbled.

Quinn smiles back in the reflection. "I use this all the time. My hairs not too curly but it's curly enough to be a problem when I try to brush," she informs the blonde.

"I'll see you around. Sound good?" She says to Erica.

"Y-yeah. That'd be cool, like really cool." Erica responded as Quinn took her bag and left for class.

"Cool." Quinn jokingly adds in her retreat.

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