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Quin walked inside and hurried about the house, turning off every single light and taking out flashlights and candles, lighting them as he closed the blinds to make it seem there was no one inside, or that they had been sleeping. Heading to the kitchen, Quin lit a last candle in there near Casey and sighed as he looked at his friend, grabbing his own glass of water as he reached out and fixed a few strands of the males violet hair. "You alright Shino?" Quin asked, his voice soft. The silence making him feel a bit…concerned, wanting to ensure his friend was alright.
Even if he knew his friend was safe physically, he wanted to know emotionally he was as well. As he tucked hair behind Casey's ear, drawing his hand back and letting out a deep breath, slightly unsure how to react to all of this, and glancing at the door once in a while, hoping Jonas would return soon.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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