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“Be my guest” said Quinn, gesturing to the seat next to her. While she certainly had no love for witches, she didn’t mind vampires too much. Then she chuckled. “You say that, but I’m tempted to give them the actual middle finger.” She wasn’t known for her patience. “I’m Quinn, by the way.”
Settling beside her, he focused on the task at hand, doing his best to set her phone up properly. “You could you know. Actual middle fingers are much more rewarding in these types of situations.” He chuckled a little before looking over at her sharply, knowing the name but also not wanting to assume she was that Quinn. His Quinn. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Emrys.”







