Quinn Crimson has a band of her own. The name of the band is 'The Hoaxers'.
Quinn is originally from Germany, she moved to England when she was Five. In England, her German accent stuck.
Also in England, she met the rest of her band. The band cons...
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭
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Quinn felt like screaming. Her heart was pounding in her chest. She was used to this feeling. She always got these feelings the day that they perform.
Tom was sitting on the bed. "You okay? You've been staring at that suitcase for ten minutes." Tom asked. "Huh? Oh. Yea I'm good. A little stressed, that's all." Quinn smiled.
Tom stood up. "Well. Why are you stressed? You've done this before. Just breathe." Tom wrapped his arms around her waist. His head in her neck. "No hickeys." Quinn said sternly. "Okay. Okay." Tom said defensively.
Quinn smiled at him. "Seriously, I need to get dressed. But, I don't know what to wear." Quinn sighed. "Nothing." Tom whispered. Quinn hit his arm. "No. Idiot." Quinn said.
Tom let out a muffled "Ow."
Quinn kissed his hand. "I gotta get dressed." Quinn moved his arms and sat down in front of the suit case.
