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The bell had rung signaling it was time for 3rd shift lunch.

Quinn made her way out the large double doors into the courtyard; she looked towards the spot that the group of friends were at yesterday, and once again they were there conversing with one another enjoying their break. She sighs and starts walking towards the five teenagers. She sits herself down next to Randy making him perk up and give her a cheerful smile. "O-Oh, hey Quinn, what's up?"

"Nothing exciting." She answers simply; digging in her bag for her drink she had bought earlier. "What kind of questions did they ask you, Sid?" Tatum asked leaning against Stu while enjoying her food. "They asked me if I knew Casey." Sidney answered simply leaning again Billy. "Yeah, same."

"Did they ask you if you liked to hunt?" Stu cut off Tatum with his own question. "No, why would they ask you if you like to hunt." Tatum shrugged like it was a pointless question, Quinn gave her a quick glance. Tatum can be kind of an airhead sometimes when it comes to anything other than fashion or drama. "Cause Casey was gutted." Randy stated bluntly whilst smacking on some food almost making Quinn let out a laugh that she had to disguise as a cough. "Thank you, Randy."

"They didn't ask me if I like to hunt." The strawberry blonde spat confused. "That's 'cause there's no way a girl could've done it." Stu dragged out with a laugh causing Quinn to slight glare.

I'll hang your ass from a tree in a second if you don't watch it, Stuart.

"That is so sexist the killer could easily be female; Basic Instinct." Tatum tried to reason rolling her eyes at her boyfriend. "That was an ice pick, not exactly the same thing." Randy corrected in a snarky manner, Quinn rolled her. "Yeah Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out, and the fact is it takes a man to do something like that." Stu doubles down on his statement making Tatum roll her eyes.

Quinn glances at Stu seeing he had finished his poor argument. "A woman stabbed her husband 37 times before beheading, skinning, cooking and preparing to serve him to his own children." She quickly explained before sipping on her tea. The group had a mix of disgusted, repulsed, and some astonished and amused expressions on their faces. I'm sure you can guess what belonged to who.

"Jesus fucking christ Quinn— a warning." Billy spat in disgust, but his expression read anything but. Quinn averts her eyes back towards the ground. "Just saying.. But whatever sorry."

"Don't apologize, Quinn! It's cool that you can use your knowledge on morbid shit to prove a point, and now Stu looks like an idiot." Randy announced opening his arms up as if he was dramatically presenting something— that 'something' being Stu's idiocy. "I'm just saying anyone could have killed Casey. It's not wise to narrow down suspects based on assumptions." Quinn glanced at Stu seeing that he had already beat her to it. He looked as if he had been staring that whole time, and didn't even blink once— how unapologetic.