@thenoahxpuckerman
There was something about Founder's Day that Quinn found charming. Perhaps it was the nostalgia of it all. She remembered events like this when she was a girl and again when she was a teenager. This was the first one that she was attending since being back in town. Somehow she'd missed the last one. It was comforting to see that not much had changed. The booths and owners had their rotations, but a lot of the items offered were the same. She browsed the books, the sweet treats and even had a look at the pets from the animal shelter. She wished she had the time to devote. The blonde was lost in her own thoughts and not paying attention to where she was going when she ran head on into someone else.
"Oh! I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was..." Quinn trailed off when she gained her bearings and looked up at the person she had ran into, "...going." The words died on her tongue along with any coherent thoughts. It was only for a brief second before Quinn composed herself; masking any emotion that she may have felt. "Hey... I didn't know that you were back in town."