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Who? Puck and Quinn
When? Friday, late morning, soon after Puck gets the flowers from Anna
Where? Quinn's room (Assuming ICU, but if not, let me know.)
What? "At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross."
Rating: PGish, save for the language.



Flowers in hand, Puck stood outside Quinn Fabray's doorway, absolutely at a loss. He wasn't sure why he was here, or what he was doing, but the one thing he did know was that this was probably a huge fucking mistake. Quite possibly the biggest one he'd ever made. Including the time he'd fucked a stripper without a condom when he was younger, and stupider. Not that he was particularly brilliant now, because honestly? What the fuck was he doing here?

The door was cracked, but not totally open, and knocking was apparently a fucking life changing experience, because he couldn't get his guts up to do it. He almost walked away from the door, Andrew's wise warning echoing in his mind, and everything he'd learned in his training about getting personally invested in his patients telling him not to do this.

But then again... When had Noah Puckerman ever really paid that much attention to the rules anyway. "Fuck it," he muttered to himself, knocking gently on the door to the room.

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