It was a rainy day. You were walking home. While being on the crossing you noticed Quinn was on the opposite side. He hated you and you hated him. You either didn’t talk or you were mean at each other. So you weren’t really happy to see him.

A car stopped in the middle suddenly as the door shut open and a woman ran out screaming at most likely her lover that they’re over and throwing the flowers she was holding on the ground. She just ran off and after a while the car drove off as well.

When there was green light Quinn walked through while listening to music, looking at the ground. He picked the flowers the woman threw on the ground without stopping and as he walked past you, without looking at you or saying anything he pressed the hands into your hands without stopping as he continued leaving