The bright lights painted Rachel Berry's skin different colors. The pounding of her heart matched the loud thumping of the techno music. Her entire being tingled with excitement as she spun around. She noticed Finn, staring at her, arms folded over his chest.

He walked forward, gently grabbing Rachel's hand, slowing her twirls. "Rachel, I think it's time for us to go," he said softly.

"No way," Rachel replied. "The fun is just getting started." She pulled her hand away from him, beginning to dance again. She felt all the eyes on her, and it felt fantastic. Sure, it wasn't the type of stage she was used too, but she was definitely learning to love it.

"Don't you think three clubs is a little much for a Tuesday night-Wednesday morning?" asked Finn.

"Please," scoffed Rachel. "I am under stress. I didn't get accepted to NYADA, I have no plans whatsoever, while Kurt will get to go to a great college and become rich and famous while I'm nothing. I can't even deal."

"What happened to you?" Finn sighed. "Where's the girl I fell in love with?"

"Change happens. Embrace it," Rachel remarked. She reached into her purse, pulling out a water bottle and a tiny plastic container. Finn snatched it away from her.

"Hey!" protested Rachel. "I need that!"

"No, you don't," replied Finn. "Let's go home now."

The music changed, and Rachel's face lit up. "Come on, this is my favorite song!" She reached for the bottle. She managed to grab it. She popped a few random pills in her mouth, downing it all with a few gulps of water.

"They're all your favorite song-what are you on?" Finn said.

"Um, I don't know. One that's purple?" Rachel thought for a bit before answering.

"That's messed up," Finn shook his head.

"Whatever," replied Rachel, dancing again. She was the light and heat of every sun. She felt a kind of euphoria only matched by performing. In a way, she was performing. Electricity ran through her whole body. She felt the burn, but she didn't feel the pain.

Ouch. Now she felt pain, as her legs gave out and she collapsed. Finn rushed to her side, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"What happened?" he asked, all concerned. Rachel's train of thought was starting and stopping. She couldn't focus on one thing.

"I can't feel my legs!" she said giddily. "Love the 'tussin!" She slowly slipped away as the Robotussin kicked in.

"Rachel. Rachel." a voice was saying. She slowly came back. Finn's face appeared.

"What are you doing?" murmured Rachel. "I was having so much fun robotripping."

"Rachel, you almost overdosed. Again." his voice was filled with worry. "You almost got caught by your dads."

Rachel slowly looked around the room. "Whoa," she giggled. "when did we get in my bedroom?"

Finn sighed. "That doesn't matter. What matters is you have to stop doing this to yourself."

"Look, I'm like seventy percent less messed up now. You can go," Rachel said, anger beginning to kick in.

"Will you call me?" Finn asked worriedly.

"Just go," groaned Rachel. And he was gone.

Rachel knew she couldn't hide her stupid hunger for much longer. But she could at least try.