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.... Thanks. I don't see anyone else doing any better.

It's just Regionals.

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Well someone has to be the positive one. I'm just trying to make sure none of us get too upset over this. 

It's just Regionals.

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The Riff-Off was final. We were the champs and there wasn't another chance for you to beat us. There's another competition after Regionals which means we still have a shot in beating you and when we beat you, we'll become national champions.

It's just Regionals.

It’s just Regionals. That’s pretty rich, coming from the group that glorified their Riff-Off win like it was the literal Acapocalypse.

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It's just Regionals.

We still have Nationals and we're up against the Bell Tones. If anything, this lose should just fuel the fire that's inside all of us to come back and take what's ours, National Champions. With enough practice, we can beat them. It's not like we haven't done it before.

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I really hope you're willing to share it with me.

Second place? Might as well dub ourselves first losers.

There is a bottle of rum with my name on it somewhere around here.

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It's okay. Let them have the win. It's only Regionals. We're still going to Nationals and we're going to beat them and get the victory we deserve. We just need to practice every single day because I am not letting the Bell Tones win Nationals.

I cannot believe this happened.

This is absolutely ridiculous, I’m calling it either rigged or the judges felt such pity for the bell-tones in their bargain basement outfits that they decided to give them the win. Don’t sit comfy on your win losers, the tonicizers are coming after you, and trust me you will not be so high and mighty next time. I don’t even know how you won, hey maybe the judges were so blinded by how incredibly gay you were, that they couldn’t think straight? Only two of you were even above average, and that’s Ryder and Berry.

So like I said watch out, because the tonicizers will not be coming second again.

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HUNTER: Of course not. You know if I could have gotten out of it I would have stayed with you.

QUINN: But I'm sure wherever we're going is much better than here.

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HUNTER: Grand. Glad to hear it.

QUINN: I'm so happy you asked me. I was really starting to think I would be the only one staying home for break.

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HUNTER: That Friday before the week and I'm not certain yet.

QUINN: Well let me know as soon as you find out because I am definitely coming.

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HUNTER: Mr. and Mrs. Clarington are making plans and they wanted to know if I wanted to bring a guest. I'm not ready for them to meet Santana, nor do they really know who she is so I was thinking...

QUINN: So when are we leaving and where are we going?

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HUNTER: What are you doing for Spring Break?

QUINN: As of right now, nothing. Why? What's up?

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It's better to be safe than sorry. Practice can only help the Tonicizers. We will be winning this weekend.

I return to even more insanity.

Great. 

While everyone else has been twiddling their thumbs and poorly masking sexual tension, I have been nailing down a new rehearsal space for the Tonicizers. Yes, we’re talented enough to win without the best practice space on campus, but with Regionals on Saturday I assumed we could use a brush-up or two. 

I am currently accepting gracious text messages to my mobile number. 

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Have you played Flappy Bird before? That game is like playing with the devil. I can't get past five.

Caught the kid next to me in the lounge going apeshit over fucking Flappy Bird. Guess it doesn’t help that I threw his phone on the ground, but, needless to say, he didn’t make it to 100. In other news, Winter is officially the shittiest season of the year, like let me just catch a damn cold after being outside for less than an hour. God I’m gonna turn into one of those nerds that stays home and watches soaps all day because of this crap.

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HUNTER: I couldn't help it...it's Sebastian...

HUNTER: Exactly

QUINN: I know, but sometime you have to just say no.

QUINN: Are you still "dating" her after all of that?

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HUNTER: He came by last night...drunk...high, demanding I make out with him...

HUNTER: And I did.

HUNTER: Kind of. I yelled a lot. I can't either...this was supposed to be a team thing you know?

QUINN: So he gives you back the rose you gave him and then comes to your door high and drunk looking to make out with you? You should have said no. Taught him a lesson or something.

QUINN: And you should have. It wasn't fair to you.

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HUNTER: He looked gorgeous, of course they brought him roses because it was meant for Santana, we had weird looks, went back to my dorm and fucked.

QUINN: Sounds romantic.

QUINN: Have you talked to Santana since? I can't believe she just blew it off like that.

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I can't believe you did this... What does it look like? Please tell me it's actually a nice, meaningful one and coverable and that you didn't go out and get a full sleeve or something like that. The girls are going to freak out when they see it.

Wait you and Jake broke up?

Impulsive decisions..