During the span of four hours, the unholy trinity have fallen upon four clubs. It is now a quarter to two in the morning and the ladies are all trekking their way into the fifth and final club.

The atmosphere was different compared to the other clubs they have stopped by.

This is by far the securest club they visited, you can make out just by looking at the security guards at the entrance truly guarding the patrons.

Squeezing through the dancing bodies, the trio have successfully made their way into a recently vacated booth.

"I'm gonna go get us some more drinks" said the Latina leaving the two blondes alone in the booth.

How she is not drunk while drinking the most out of them, they'll never know.

Grabbing the green eyed blonde's hand, "Come on! Let's go dance!" said the blue eyed blonde.

"But! Y-your things" spluttered a tired Quinn, looking over at the couple's purses.

"Leave it, Q! There's security over the place anyway."

Sighing and accepting defeat, the girls went into the dance floor to dance some more.

How Brittany isn't tired yet, she'll never know.

God... those two really are perfect for each other, thought Quinn sadly, wishing she wasn't as alone and lonely as she felt.

Wishing she could fix... you know what... NO! I'm not gonna wallow in self-pity. I'm gonna go dance with pretty girls on the dance floor and go get drunk! thought Quinn.

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It's been half an hour and Quinn has downed three shots of Tequila and she's now a few more shots away from falling hard to her face.

She has decided to go back to their space before she does fall to her face.

People here are practically strangers, but she doesn't think it's good for her rep if hot women see her face plant.

She can't afford to embarrass herself especially in the vicinity of the smoking hot dancing trio.

All eyes are on them, men and women, waiting for the right time to ask them for a chance.

She's been eyeing that tiny brunette with the tight little dress sandwiched between the two other girls ever since she saw them sway and grind with each other. Watching them is like every hormonal, perverted men's (well, lesbians too) dream.

Of course I'd set my eye on some chick who looks like her... internally rolling her eyes.

Jumping in surprise when someone blocked her view. "Q! Come with us! We're going to the other booth, Marley is in there" screeched Brittany.

Accepting that there's no way she can deny the girl's request (well more of demand), she begrudgingly stood up, took their purses, and followed the girl to the other side of the building.

Sitting down beside the making out couple, ugh it's like a younger version of B and S... internally making a disgusted face.

Looking around, she found out that her blue eyed companion left her alone with the couple she's not even close with.

Where the hell did she go now?

Clearing her throat for the fourth time, the couple finally removed their lips from one another but not before the blonde woman sent a glare on her direction.

She saw the way the other blonde lowered her face after seeing the glare on Quinn's face.

Still got it... smirked Quinn.

"Oi Q, stop scaring the kids" said Santana, walking with Britt into Quinn glaring in the intimidated couple's direction.

"How are you two not drunk yet?"

"It's a super power"

Rolling her eyes with the response, she ignored her best friend and the couple probably making out again, and searched for the tiny brunette she had her eye on.

Gazing around, she noticed Brittany coming back to the booth with a tray full of colorful, fruity drinks on her hands and the couple standing up to walk into the middle of the dance floor.

Observing where they're making their way, she noticed that they stopped right in front of the dancing trio. Interesting...

She saw all girls opening their mouth, probably communicating to one another. When the couple walked back into the booth bringing one of the girls, Sugar, she noticed the two brunettes' back moving far away from them.

She didn't let anyone see the way her face fell when the brunette she was lusting on didn't join in with her friend.

After getting the initial introductions done, Sugar and Santana proceeded conversing about the Latina's Pandora bracelet and the other girl's Cartier bracelet with Kitty throwing in her two cents.

She has no idea how Marley and Brittany walked away from the group without being noticed.

While the girls were all conversing, Quinn sat back and observed her surroundings, nodding and humming when they looked on her direction, pretending to listen to them.

Looking around, she caught a flash of red heels walking on it's way to their direction.

Looking the girl up and down, damn, that's some long legs for someone short, Quinn reached the girl's face and found the girl already looking at her.

When the girls saw each other's faces, their world freezed.

That's why she's so familiar.

Rising up from her sit, "Rachel?" she whispered confusedly.

Stopping their conversation and noticing the confusion on her friend's face, "What are you doing? Sit your ass down, Fabray" said Santana.

Not listening to their calls, Quinn started walking into where the brunettes ran to.

Getting out of the building, she saw them standing in a curb, she could see the porcelain skinned brunette between the two of them sternly but worriedly talking to her.

"RACHEL!"

She saw the way the brunette freeze.

"Rachel... is that you?"

She saw the girl puke her guts by the curb, but before she can run to her and hold her hair, the girl stood up and took her companion's hand and ran from her.

She didn't follow her anymore, but she's now sure that the brunette she saw was Rachel Berry.