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[quinncys]

          @taempath

as usual, quinncy was up at the ungodly hour of four thirty in the morning. she never understood why she couldn’t sleep for more than an hour but she would always wake up feeling anxious if she slept more than two hours. she found herself sitting in a secluded part of the garden that she happened to stumble upon a few days ago. she laid on the grass, looking at the starry sky and let out a simple sigh. since she had nothing better to do, she took out the tool kit she stole from one of the e.v.e. workers and began fidgeting with the bracelet on her wrist. one: because it was the closest electronic to her. and two: she didn’t like the fact that her powers were being dulled down. out of the blue she felt an uneasy feeling and looked up to see someone watching her. she panicked before realizing it was just taemin and not a worker. “dude, you scared the fuck out of me. what are you doing up so late, anyways?”

[quinncys]

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🍨 YOUR MUSE SHARING A DESSERT WITH MINE

there were two fairly large pastries in front of taemin and quinncy. she may have gone on a spending spree after suddenly craving the dessert. it wasn’t all her fault, though. she’s fairly indecisive when it comes to sweets and there was no one around her to tell her “quinncy, no. only get one cake.” then again, when has she ever been good at controlling herself? especially with money?

luckily, she had friends like taemin who agreed to help her eat them. the thought of sharing with everyone in the house failing to cross her mind. “so i’ll start with the blueberry chiffon and you start with the fruit tart?”

☂ YOUR MUSE SHIELDING MY MUSE FROM RAIN

quinncy was a bit of a rain enthusiast. she loved running around in it, it reminded her of when she was with her family. but she just happened to be sick so her friends weren’t the happiest when they saw her off about getting rained on. after ignoring them for a good five minutes, she suddenly felt the droplets stop.

she turned her head to find taemin holding an umbrella, covering her from the rain. “boo,” she pouted, attempting to give him her best doe eyes but of course she failed. it was like an iguana trying to persuade a puppy—it would never work. defeated, she sighed, “fine, i’ll go back in.”  with that, they both marched back into the home.

❄ YOUR MUSE THROWING A SNOWBALL AT MY MUSE

betrayal. but of course, quinncy was overexaggerating. it was every peculiar for themselves when it came to snowball fights and taemin was simply faster at making it than she was. to add to her already dramatic thought, she automatically fell onto the ground after feeling the snowball hit her shoulder. 

she laid in that position for a while, feeling the snowflakes coolly tickle her face. “tae, help me up, please!” she called, lifting one of her arms. however, her intentions weren’t necessarily good. before she fell, she managed to finish making her snowball and was merely waiting for taemin to get closer to her before throwing it.