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As Quinn stood up, she found the entire room spinning around her, and she stumbled slightly.
Santana caught her.
"You need to sit down" she said. It wasn't a question.
Quinn did as she was told.
Even sitting, the room still spun.
This was bad.
She had stuff she had to do today, but there was no way she could walk like this.
As if reading her thoughts, Brittany immediately got to work on bringing out and unfolding her wheelchair.
Quinn didn't like using her wheelchair when she didn't absolutely need it. It was hard on her arms and shoulders, and everything was a bit more difficult when it came to navigating the world from a seated position.
But, on days like today, she knew it was best.
She was a fall risk.
"Thank you, Brit" she muttered. Brittany just smiled in response, and the two women helped her transfer to her chair.
Before she could overthink too much or worry that she was burdening them, Santana kissed her on the forehead, pulling her out of her thoughts.
"Ready to take on the day?"
"Yeah" Quinn couldn't help but smile now.
How ever did she get so lucky?