When Your In Cryo You Don't Dream, Yet Young Quinn Did
She Saw So Many Things That She'd Never Been Witness To, Yet She Saw It As Though It Was A Live Feed Playing Inside Her Mind
For Example; A Forest Beaming With Light Despite Being Beneath The Ni...
For a time everything was blank, Quinton's mind was an empty void of blackness, just as cryosleep was intended.
In cryo you don't dream, it's a scientific impossibility
Yet young Quinn was having an abundance of dreams.
She dreamt about her past, when she was young, time she spent with her mother. She dreamt it as though she was reliving it all over again... but there were some things she just didn't want to relive and cursed her subconscious for making her relive this.
Quinn blinked her eyes and found herself laying flat on her stomach in the living room of her mom's apartment. Her notebook in front of her with a half finished drawing on the page, she couldn't remember what she dreamt but she could make out the bark on the colossal tree trunks and the back of an animals head in the distance, the lower half of the image was missing due to lack of memory.
Quinn couldn't quite remember if she'd ever completed that drawing, maybe it'd been sat unfinished for years.
"Why don't you go get yourself comfortable and I'll join you in a few" Miles, Quinn's father drawled to Ariana as his arm snaked it's way around her waist
Quinn shuddered with disgust, she didn't like to admit it, but she unfortunately knew what her parents got up to behind closed doors.
"Or I could just be in nothing at all and wait for you" Ariana stared up at him with big doe eyes and a coy smirk
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Miles spanked his lover's ass strong enough for her to release a pleasured whimper "Then I won't take too long at all" he grinned, his hand still groping her rear.
The whole interaction was entirely inappropriate for the then 7 year old eyes of Quinton Ariana's lust filled mind suddenly clocked onto the fact her young daughter was overhearing their whole interaction.
"Quinn baby, why don't you head on into your room, me and your father need to have a... 'grown up talk'" Ariana tried to disguise what they'd actually be doing with such an innocent thing as a conversation just for grown ups.
Quinn didn't move, rather she put her head back down to face her half complete drawing.
That was until she felt the impact tremor of oncoming footsteps growing closer and two hands hoisted the 7 year old off the ground "Come on tiger, you heard your mama. Me and her are gonna have a little talk" Miles said as he proceeded to carry her carelessly tucked under his arm Not a gentle or caring hold, he would've appeared to be carrying a cardboard box rather than his own daughter, his flesh and blood... but to him all he saw was a mistake.
"But what about my notebook?" Quinn tried to stand up to retrieve her book but Miles placed a large hand against her chest, keeping her grounded on her mattress "Then I'll get it, you just sit your pretty little butt there and wait" he said arrogantly and went back out to the dingy living room.
