@wtfmal gets quinton !!
he’s BORED. it always happens at parties like this. he has his fill of drink and drugs, everything feels LIGHT and there are too many people. sure, he can shoot shit forever, but people were EXHAUSTING. and all quinton wanted to do in this moment was lay down. but, pleasantries needed to be had, especially at one of blake’s parties. if he left early, it would not end well.
cigarette hangs lazily between lips, hand wrapped around yet another beer. eyes scan the room and - OH - someone he KNEW that wasn’t another one of blake’s sheep. “shit, dude. how long’ve y’ been here??” he comments with a smirk, fingers removing the cigarette from his lips. “y’need another drink or somethin’??”












