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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Quinn scribbled down something. "Quinn." Tom sighed. "Go jerk off in the bathroom, I'm busy." Quinn shooed him.
Tom made a face at her. "Wasn't what I was going To say." Tom muttered. "If your not gonna do anything, at least take care of yourself. You've been up for hours and haven't gotten ready." Tom said, grabbing her pencil.
"Tom, I swear if you don't give me back my pencil." Quinn said. "Get ready and take of yourself and I'll give you the pencil back." Tom put the pencil in his pocket. "Fuck you. I have others." Quinn went to grab another pencil.
"Quinn Raven Crimson. No. I'm not letting you kill yourself. Your going to go shower, brush your teeth, get dressed, and do something that isn't planning a wedding and writhing a song. Go shower." Tom grabbing her hand, gently.
"Tom-." Quinn spoke but guy cut off. "No. Quinn, go. Im not gonna argue you with about it. Your not taking proper care of yourself. When's the last time you ate?" Tom asked, making eye contact with her. "I don't know. Yesterday." Quinn shrugged.
