Quinn

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After being the last one in the shower, Quinn had to get ready a little more speedily than her roommates. Her blond hair was let down, passed her breasts and she didn't bother to curl it like she initially planned. She lowered the silver wreath head band on to her head before turning into the mirror. Her soft red and strapless cocktail dress had red floral lace all over it and she paired it with a pair of deep red pumps. The aquamarine ring from her father stood out like a sore thumb but he made explicitly clear that she had to wear it.

It didn't matter that she'd be the shortest girl in the school lounge; Quinn hated heels and - moreover - couldn't walk in them. "Come on, Sols, your makeup awaits."

"I'll be right there," she responded as she picked up a perfume bottle and sprayed herself with it. She turned to a picture of her and the butler when she was younger. "I wish you were here. You're my real dad, Smithers."

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