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 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐢𝐱. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤.
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Quinn rubbed Tom's back, softly as he slept. His small snores were the only thing heard.
The hickeys on his neck were visible.
It was seven in the morning on September first.
Tom and Bill's sixteenth birthday.
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It was now eight in the morning.
Bill knocked on the door. "Hey." Bill whisper and sat beside her. "Happy birthday." Quinn whispered as he placed his head on her shoulder. "You slept yet?" Quinn asked him.
Bill shrugged, he had slept but only for a couple hours. "For two hours." Bill muttered. "You need sleep." Quinn said. "I know." Bill yawned.
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Bill had fallen asleep. Quinn moved his off her shoulder and onto the pillow.
Bill's hair was messy and not styled. The part of his hair that was usually gelled down and slicked in front of his face, laid over his eyes.
