Puck
I was walking down the 2nd floor hallway after getting the cups when I heard Rachel and Tina talking in the women's restroom. Well, actually, Rachel was the one doing most of the talking not surprisingly.
I approached them.
"Hey," I said.
I heard a bang, then Rachel: "ow crap."
"You alrite?" Tina asked her.
"Um."
"Momentarily."
"Oh. Yeah he startled me."
"He has a name," I reminded them.
I heard rustling then Tina: "Puck?"
"Yeah. Ok if I come in?" I asked.
I wasn't all that comfortable going into a women's restroom even a dark one.
"Yeah sure," Rachel answered dismissively.
I made my way into the dark room and sat down next to a body.
"So," it was Tina's.
"Where've you been?" Rachel asked.
"In the caf, getting cups for..." I began, wracking my brain for her name.
The alcohol I'd had earlier was starting to cloud my thoughts. I knew what the blonde looked like. She hung out with Santana.
It came to me: "Brittany, who's sick. She wants cups for water."
"Oh."
Tina stood.
"I'll excuse you," she told us.
I looked in the direction from which her voice had come: "thanks hun."
Her light footsteps left the room.
"You ok?" I asked.
"No. I cut," she replied.
"Why? And didn't mean to startle you."
"Thanks. And because everyone...well. They put all their star expectations on me."
"You don't want to be the star?"
I was surprised.
"No."
"Oh."
