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Night Time

Quinn had grabbed his coat and pocketed his spare keys to the art studio, wallet in his black jeans pocket as he waited outside for Haytham to come out so they could leave to the pub together. It was unusual that Quinn could so easily mix with someone in a place like King but he wasn’t keeping any expectations; he was just glad to have a distraction from his own troubles and meeting new faces was never a bad thing necessarily. Besides, his current companion seemed like far less maintenance in comparison to some of the others he’d been around and he could use a refreshing change from the elitist feel he experienced every day.

When he spotted his companion walking over, Quinn flashed him an easy smile,

“Ready to go?”

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sweat it out - open

All Quinn could hear was the rhythmic hum of the treadmill accompanying the thud of his feet as he picked up his pace and the blast of music coming through his headphones. He had been here awhile, running nowhere, sweating. The front of his shirt was soaked down to his navel and he had beads of sweat clinging to his forehead.

This had become Quinn's outlet when things were bothering him. Something aimless, no destination, that he could focus on and totally zone out of everything else. By the time he'd finished running a few miles he would be exhausted and ready to nap for a few hours only to wake up a little less stressed out and a lot more clear headed. The only problem today was that Quinn wasn't quite sure what was bothering him.

Usually it was school or boys (or girls). Stuff that could be worked out easily that he'd just worked himself up over because he was young and stupid. But lately he'd just felt off. Wrong. Like something was missing. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. So instead he ran, hoping to sweat it out. Maybe it was just an odd day and hopefuly it would go away once he'd tired himself out.

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Pipsqueak and the Hero - quinn and ruby

"And you'll give her an upgrade, thank you." Quinn tapped the counter in front of him. The employee behind it looked like he had been startled into submission and it had everything to do with the past fifteen minutes of being berated by two college kids. Of course Quinn had done more of the talking than Ruby had. At first their attempts to get her iPad replaced had been stalled by the store losing her Apple care information which only led them to an earful from Quinn. But that was just the in he'd needed. It was something he'd learned from his father. Take the faults of others and use it to your advantage. It was a disgrace, he'd claimed, that they'd been so careless with their records. They had no respect for their customers time or money. Perhaps all of Apple was this way. That was when Quinn had flashed his eyes down to the employee's name tag and taken a personal turn. He'd threatened calling corporate, talking to his supervisor. He'd even questioned the man's education. It wasn't long before the guy behind the counter was flustered and confused and in even less time agreeing to replace Ruby's iPad, free of charge.

"Now, I don't always condone being rude to store employees. But sometimes you gotta make things work in your favor." Back turned to the counter now as the employee had ventured off to replace the tablet, Quinn grinned. "I'm not a mean guy, I swear. Totally chill spirit. Just kind of stupid that he took so long helping you... so I used some tactics of my own. A lot of the time they just tell you they've lost your information so they don't have to help you. It's a total sham."

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a little tlc - tj and quinn

Careful not to be too loud as he entered the suite he'd seen not many hours ago in different company, Quinn carried with him a bottle of Sprite and a small packet of aspirin. It seemed Tegan had gotten carried away and while maybe the other wasn't always his biggest fan, Quinn was keen on at least showing the other he cared a little. It was easy to locate the other. A big lump of blonde drunk mess collapsed across a couch. He frowned, watching the other for a few moments before toeing off his shoes and making his way across the room. Having been in bed before he'd gotten the bright idea to come make TJ's drunk night a little better, Quinn was wearing clothes that were too baggy for his frame. Pajamas. Or at least his version of pajamas. Basketball shorts that hung way past his knees and a shirt three times too large. He looked like he was swimming in it all but he was comfortable and that was what mattered most. Reaching out once he made it to the couch, Quinn ducked down and brushed fingers through the other's hair. "Hey," he whispered to get his attention, not sure if the other was asleep or just trying to keep his liquor down by being still. "Move over a little. Let me sit with you."

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start and stop - quinn & asher

"You sure?" Hands smoothed over Asher's torso, Quinn's eyes devouring his friend's body. It had all started as a game but the more and more they pushed each other the closer to reality it had become. So close that now Quinn had the other pinned. He couldn't even really remember when Asher had made it back to the room but he did recall immediately rising from his bed and pressing the other firm against the nearest wall. Hips met hips with an involuntary roll and Quinn was eagerly exploring the body that had been teasing him all night.

But still this was his friend. This was Asher. And while Quinn knew no boundaries he wasn't going to do something the other didn't want. So he asked, again, if he was certain. The tips of his fingers pressed into the other's skin, short nails dragging across the surface as he gripped muscle after muscle, moving from his chest to his arms to his back. There was only mild hesitation behind his actions as if he were waiting for some sort of cue.

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sweet hangs - quinn & theo

"You're a lazy bastard." Quinn didn't bother to detail his arrival with a greeting. Instead he tossed a bottle of vitamin water at Theo and another toward the bed TJ was supposed to be occupying. A third stayed in his hands as he moved to drop his body at his friend's side. Feigning distress, he let out a deep sigh and rolled until he could nuzzle up against the other, easily burying his face in Theo's hair. He didn't care that his friend said no cuddling, Quinn was going to do it anyway. At least until Theo pushed him off the bed. All this shit with Tegan that had been stirred up since arriving at school was giving him a massive headache. Of course he couldn't lie and say that a little bit of his motivation for wanting to hang out with Theo was the thought that TJ might be around. The other never should have tried to avoid him.

"You're warm," he mumbled, eyes closed. He tried to position all of his weight against the bed so if Theo got the bright idea to try and push him out that he may have more trouble doing so. But it wasn't like Quinn had too much meat on his bones. A little bit of muscle here and there but he would have been easy to move if someone of equal proportion was determined enough. "And you smell nice. This is the Theo I have missed, yes."