roommates

thirteen

AN: This is a long chapter. It's kinda like, if this was a TV show, it would be the season finale, where there is a long episode that is kinda happy but sad at the same time. Also, I wanted to give a warning, there is a mention of suicide in this chapter. I'm gonn mark it with "****" So you know when to skip if you don't feel comfortable reading it. 

"GET UP! GET UP GET UP GET UP GET UP!" Ellie was jumping on Quinn's bed at six in the morning.

"What the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK? GET DOWN," Quinn was groggy but was more concerned that Ellie was jumping on her bed, while she was still in it.

"Get up! We have a big day ahead of us!" Ellie had childlike excitement in her eyes. This couldn't be good.

"Big day?" Quinn rubbed her eyes, she hadn't realized what today was yet.

"It's your birthday, idiot! Alexa play 22 by Taylor Swift!" Ellie yelled this into the hallway as she flipped on Quinn's bedroom lights.

"Alexa," Quin commanded, "Do NOT play 22 by Taylor Swift," she yelled at the tiny machine before looking at her roommate, "I really don't want a noise complaint on my birthday."

"Whatever! Get up, we're having guests over," Ellie left without explaining further.

"Guests? At six in the morning? Hell no." Quinn closed her door and laid back in bed. Rose took the opportunity to lay on Quinn's chest and began purring. With the warmth and the vibration, Quinn could feel herself falling asleep again. Trying to resist the temptation, she picked up her phone and scrolled through Twitter, her favorite pastime.

#HappyBirthdayQuinn was trending, and Quinn found herself brought to tears by the sweet messages that people were leaving. A lot of them were encouraging messages about her being their comfort streamer, and some were talking about how she inspired others to start streaming. There was some fanart of her SMP character, and her Origins character, and some of her and the boys, it all made Quinn's sleepy brain fuzz with happiness. She felt her eyes get heavy and her phone slip out of her hands.

"Quinn, are you getting up?" Ellie called to her from the kitchen. But at that point, Quinn was asleep, and didn't respond.

Ellie came back to Quinn's door, opening it slowly, and she noticed that her best friend had fallen back asleep. Ellie smiled softly, and flipped the lights off. She would wake her up when people started to show up.

"Happy birthday Quinn," Ellie said quietly before going back into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

It was almost two hours later, when the guests arrived at the tiny apartment that Quinn and Ellie shared.

"She's still asleep," Ellie pointed at the door that went into Quinn's room, and watched as they went to wake her, "Am I the best best friend ever, or what?"

"You are."

When Nick opened Quinn's bedroom door, he couldn't help but smile at the sleeping girl, who had a cat curled up on her chest. He was so happy to see her again, George smiled brightly beside him.

"Is she asleep?" Clay entered behind them, and both Nick and George shushed him, "Oops, sorry."

"Are you sure you're not gonna get in trouble for being here?" George asked Clay, Vanessa had actually grown on George more than he expected, his only problem with her now, was that she was a little controlling.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her. Plus, I wouldn't miss Quinn's birthday for the world," Clay smiled fondly, watching as Tiki perked her head up, recognizing the voices. She meowed quietly, getting off of Quinn and sauntered over to the boys. When they pet her, she purred loudly.