
@moss
(ok great!)
(ok great!)
((Alright, I'm sorry for the wait.))
Quinn had her hand stuffed in her pockets as she walked down the street, the other holding her phone to her ear.
"I told you, I can't." She repeated in an exasperated tone, starting to pull her phone away. "Charlie has been acting weird, lately. I promised him we could meet up and hang out. I'll call you tomorrow, alright, Arla?" She repeated to her friend, ready to hang up.
"But Quinn, you promised me you'd be here." Arla's soft voice insisted. Quinn pinched her forehead, sighing weakly.
"I sent Jackson to help. You'll be fine without me. I gotta go." She insisted before hanging up.
Putting her phone away, she came up to Charlie's house. Knocking on the front door before walking inside, she glanced around the entryway. "Charlie? Are you home?" She called out, starting towards the living room.
((Bump?))
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