When Rachel try to leave the house in booty cheek shorts. I own nothing
"Quinn! I am going to the store really quick." Rachel said while walking to the door.
"Okay baby." Quinn said sitting on the couch looking at her phone.
Just when Rachel is about to open the door, Quinn look up from her phone and yelled "Hold on!"
Quinn get up and walk up to Rachel ask. "Where are you going with theses toddler ass short on?!
"Quinn, this short are not even that little." Rachel sight trying not to roll her eyes.
Quinn goes to get a tape measure form the kitchen and came back to measure the shorts." What did the school rule used to be? …..Short must be two inches about the knee. These are 12 inches!" Quinn says.
"You're going to have to put some leggings on this baby." Quinn say seriously.
"Baby, this are called daisy duke." Rachel example.
"While you better tell that bitch daisy to go make the rest of the shorts." Quinn said. "Because you're not leaving the house like that." Don't get me wrong I trust Rachel, it other people I don't trust.
A few seconds of silence pass between then and then Quinn got ideal. "I got it I know what you can do." Quinn yelled while running in their bedroom.
7 minutes later
Rachel standing in the middle of the living room, hand on her hips looking extremely annoyed. Quinn had made her put on her cheerios sweat pants under her shorts.
Quinn stand in front of her looking very proud of herself. "Look at you, looking as good as you want too. You better mess it up. Now hurry it up and go to the store and get me some bacon. I love you." Quinn said. Watching Rachel leave.
Rachel did look really good in those shorts and don't even get her stared on what they do to her legs. Damn! But for my eyes only.