gwen was bored. she’d rather be almost anywhere else even though the night had hardly started. most preferably, she’d be in her room curled up with quinn, making her watch amadeus for the thousandth time or putting together a thousand piece puzzle. “can we ditch? i’d like to ditch.” she knew she couldn’t. she’d have to go back to playing eventually - they’d allocated her breaks after she played an entire event so long that her fingers had bled, but she would have to get back to it. “do you want to be here?” ( @eauderesistnce )












