#quinnresponse

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @shiftpower x }

“What will it be, then?” Quinn nods, blowing off her beginning statement of a rant. She knows better than to start that, but again, she’s had a shitty day too. Not a good thing to take out on the customers, especially not on familiar faces. “Hmm?” Raising her head from finishing scrubbing the bar in a quick cleanse, Quinn flashes a mere smile at her friend. Long nights like these take a toll on her, but it let’s her escape the reality of her home life. To clear her head, and pity others with their own problems--- but it’s all good intentions as she’s a shoulder to cry on AND someone who has a listening ear.

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @ofdeomnes x }   

“I do know---” Quinn nodded, gently brushing a strand of hair to place behind her ear. “But I wanted it to be nicer than usual, almost memorable. Don’t worry though, I’m not a BIG fan of birthdays either.” with a shrug, she finishes up the crust of her pizza before wiping her mouth with a napkin. “Is there anything else you want? Ice cream? Ice cream cake?” a briefly laugh left her lips.

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @the-liars-you-love x }

“RELAX, you’re safe and that’s all that matters right now. And your health too.” It wasn’t an easy call to take or an easy drive over to the hospital, but she did promise that she’d be there for Christine. Although she had been off on her own adventures, Quinn waited for her return each and every time; hoping the worse didn’t happen. But the fact that she had been in this condition was better than winding up dead. She feels like she doesn’t know what to do or say except look very unhappy, and not pleased. 

Leaning back in the chair besides the bed, she tries her hardest not to freak out in a place that’s always given her the creeps. Quinn tilts her head back, legs fold in a better position before speaking once again. This time, her voice is softer; less stern. “Don’t you worry ‘bout it, Chris. Just relax, sleep or at least try to.” 

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @emmaxmeyer }

“Hey, look who it is! Isn’t it good to see you again.”

Approaching the bar; Quinn smiles. Clearly she’s changes; and assuming so- Emma might have too but merely that’s what time did. Leaning gently besides it; her head tilts in the direction of the other. Her next words are merely teasing.

“You working hard or hardly working?”

[goxinsanearchived]

{ @ofdeomnes }

Somehow, someway Quinn is back. Therapy each and everyday, depriving her from the one she truly loved was hard enough of as it- then to talk about her problems after her attack with her step-sister was surprisingly not as bad as she thought. With herself quietly trying to sneak back into their shared apartment, she spots Skylar in the kitchen- it feels nice to see her. Kicking off her shoes, she glides quietly over, wrapping her arms around her waist from behind, placing a kiss against the side of her head. A smile sweeps across her lips, it’s good to do that again after a tragedy. 

“Miss me, princess?” 

[tearxinmyheart]

{ @hauntliing }

“What’s your poison, doll face?” Quinn asks, her hand quickly wiping over the messy spot nearby from a gone customer. The brunette’s got a lot on her mind, but today doesn’t stop her from working today, it’s better than the past week that’s for sure. She’s just hoping she can make a few simple drinks before going home. Though she doesn’t mind working harder to be impressive while trying to make a friend- it’s been hard over the years with the changes shes had but she’s making do slowly. “Gin and tonic? Cocktail?” 

[tearxinmyheart]

@marleylinolan

“Hey, sorry I’m late.”

Quinn’s demeanor changed from most of the times she arrived at work. Usually she was free spirited, and bubbly but today she was different. Of course Winnie had kept herself up late with Elena crying constantly from being sick, but you couldn’t blame her. The thing was that she’s like always drunk, loosing jobs on and off, screwing around- Quinn hated seeing her step-sister like this. Even if she was blood, she’d still help out, but it was almost enough to kick her ass out. She had her own problems, but she certainly was the opposite- at least she didn’t lash out and take it out on you. It was brutal. Quinn had dark bags under her eyes, and her shirt had been half buttoned up under her jacket. Not laziness, just so tired. Endless nights she was generous enough to help out around the house, but now it was almost a nuisance.

Sighing, Quinn lifted part of the bar to come through, running her hand through her hair awhile strolling in. “Busy night, again.” There was no eye contact, she couldn’t let her see how tired she was let alone a part of a black eye. It blended in with the mix on her bags, and makeup to cover it up. Now that was laziness. 

“I’ll make up for it if I fuckin’ have to.” Rolling her sore shoulders behind her back, she went to the back room quickly to drop her belongings in her locker then grabbed a waist apron to tie. Coming back, she washed her hands in the sink. “Just tell me, okay?” 

[tearxinmyheart]

@apolkov {x}

“Oh I’m fine, just a tad tired. Winnie had a tough night trying to put Elena back to bed so I helped– I was up til four.”

Mentioning sister and niece wasn’t usually normal but he knew enough about them to know what she was talking about.