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From: whodoo |
Date: April 14th, 2011 01:08 am (UTC) |
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For a moment, Quinn's free hand curled into a fist and uncurled. She wasn't sure who was irritating her more: Ginger or the crazy preaching guy in front of them. Either way, she had to get out of there before she hurt one of the two of them. Ginger was the more likely, really. This wasn't the place for violence.
"Oh, fuck this," Quinn began as she turned around, "I'm not listening to this bullshit anymore." She pushed aside one of the other onlookers to get around Ginger and made her way out of the gathered crowd. The whole thing was just too ridiculous.
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