"Are you going to answer that thing or just let it buzz all day, AGAIN?" Quinn threw a disinterested look over her shoulder at her roommate and shoved the phone in her desk drawer with a flourish.
"There. Happy now Lara?" Quinn's roommate Lara was a nice enough girl. They had formed a rather tentative friendship in the few semesters they had lived together. It was sufficient for Quinn at least. Lara didn't pry too much, never had boys over, and mostly stayed to her side of the room. In Quinn terms, she was just about as perfect as she could be.
Lara cast a tentative look over her glasses at Quinn . Ever since she had returned from New York much sooner than she'd indicated she would be gone for, her mostly brooding roomie was downright fussy and rude; a stonewall of shut down emotions with an overriding curtain of hopelessness. Quinn was beautiful, but she did not wear this look well. "Quinn, I know it's none of my business, but-"
" You're right Lara. It is none of your business and whatever you are getting ready to say is something I am sure that I am not interested in. Actually, I am headed off to the library. I will take my phone so it doesn't bother you….ok?" She quickly gathered her things, opened her desk and threw the offending phone into her purse. Turning to her roommate and biting her top lip thoughtfully, she muttered "Thanks Lara. For caring. Or checking in. Or whatever. Ummm. So I am going to go. See you later."
The door shut behind Quinn quietly as Lara wondered- what HAD Rachel done? There had been no nighty Skyping. No phone calls between them. Nothing. It was odd. She knew Quinn held more than "friendly" feelings for the aspiring actress, but this sudden cold front was certainly something she didn't see coming. Shrugging her shoulders and shaking her head, she dipped back into her Abnormal Psych book. She might have been studying to be a counselor, but she didn't need a degree to analyze Quinn. Quinn was miserable in love for sure.