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TEXT ✉ BRODY + BLAINE
BRODY: Thanks again for stopping by and helping with the arrangements. I got no problem cutting stems for a few hour, but it helped having somebody else to field all my mom's questions and theories about the case.
BRODY: Plus, that face mask was killer. What was in it?
F2F || Quaine
Quinn slipped through the crowd easily, a practiced smile gracing her lips. It wasn’t anything special (rather she didn’t want it to be anything special). It was just another party. Unfortunately, it was a party thrown by Kitty Wilde, and the thought alone was exhausting. When a moment to step away from the crowds finally came, Quinn was quick to take it. She stepped to a quiet corner with a soft sigh, only noticing that she wasn’t entirely alone after a moment. Her stomach flopped, but her face remained impassive. It wasn’t like she hadn’t known he was there, she’d recognize him anywhere. But she’d put a fair amount of effort into ensuring that she didn’t land herself in this exact situation. “Blaine.” She greeted quietly, tonelessly.
