"I'm going to be in a musical!" Flynn told Quinn cheerfully as he sat Quinn's fedora on his head. They were in the living room, and Quinn was sitting in his wheelchair as he was finally healed enough to do so. It was easier for Flynn to feel like Quinn was a part of things now that he could take Quinn places. And today they were going to the park. And Flynn wanted Quinn to look spiffy. "I get to sing and dance and I wish you could see it. You'd love it."
( A happy ramble )
( A happy ramble )