A small giggle escaped Quinn's throat as she smiled to herself, her platinum curls bouncing with each breath, they traced down her face and past her shoulders, standing bold against the clay orange jumpsuit she wore. her cuffs were rolled up to her elbows, showing off her freckled arms

"You're so funny baby, I've missed you" Her regal voice called like windchimes twinkling in her girlfriend's ears. Their hands met across the large table, it was a cyan painted metal, small holes in the surfaces like a vent almost

"I'm sorry about this..." {{user}} whispers weakly, her eyes downcast. All of this felt like her fault, if she hadn't gone that night none of this would've happened, someone so gifted like Quinn wouldn't have had her life stolen from her. A hand grabs hers harshly

"No, it's not your fault, you and I both know that if it wasn't me it would've been someone else, he got what he deserved and I'd do it again darling, please don't put this on yourself" Her face is unwavering in her plight as she grips a vice