That had to be the hundredth audition of the day. It certainly did not stand out to Santana. The last contestant, a sophomore, did some splits and easy tumbling during which the only remaining jury member stifled a yawn.
Santana rubbed her tired eyes, and stared at the empty chair beside her, silently resenting Coach Sylvester for deciding, after the tenth audition, that "it was time for her protein shake", and never coming back.
The audition ended as bleakly as it had started, and the girl did not bother changing before she left the gym to a very weary Santana.
Time to go home. Vamos, Santana.
The Latina slipped on a sweatshirt, and walked towards the exit, while fishing for the keys of the gym in her seemingly bottomless duffel bag.
With her free, left hand, Santana pushed the very same door that Quinn had just decided on opening... and almost bumped into her.
Instinctively, Santana took a step back.
Quinn jumped slightly, her cool demeanor shattered for an instant before she collected herself.
As Quinn stood and regained her composure, Santana couldn't help but notice the sun setting behind the blonde, bathing her in all its crimson glory.
Too soon, the raven-haired girl had to avert her gaze, blinded for a moment by the brightness of the sun.
"Quinn?" she asked, more to fill the silence than anything else.
Suddenly Quinn forgot why she'd been waiting. Her tongue turned to lead, her mouth felt dry, and she pursed her lips anxiously.
Say something, Quinn!
Panick welled inside her as the words she'd carefully thought out vanished from her brain.
Unable to help herself, she looked at Santana once more.
Seeing her friend again, after she'd left her, for years no less, felt surreal.
After all this time, Quinn had managed to convince herself that she did not need Santana anymore. That she would not need Santana anymore.
Seeing Santana should have felt like seeing a usurer: hard, unpleasant and degrading, because by owing them you were admitting a need, and a weakness.
Yet why did seeing Santana, needing Santana, feel so right?
A.N.
Thank you again for reading. I hope that whatever the state of the pandemic is in your countries today, you're holding on :)
For those of you stuck at home, how do you spend your time?
Credit due to nickytoons for the lovely picture.
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