Snow stood in shock as the door to Quintessa's apartment closed with a soft click, leaving him on the outside; he was suddenly forgetful of why he had come back here tonight. Quintessa burst into laughter, a sound that seemed to say, "Life is full of unexpected reunions!"

There was a time when Snow had caught her in a fiery exchange on a balcony with someone else, and now, here she was, catching glances of Quintessa and Tyrone, unable to tear away from each other. Was this what they called karma?

Tyrone took a bite of Quintessa before asking, "Why are you laughing at a time like this?"

Quintessa playfully twirled a strand of Tyrone's hair, "I was just thinking that, it seems like a pretty good choice to spend this beautiful night with a handsome guy like you.'

With a swift motion, Tyrone scooped Quintessa into his arms, "You should've made that choice a long time ago. Think of all those wonderful nights we've wasted." Quintessa's laughter filled the room, "So, tonight, I'm borrowing you, and not your mom."

"

the wall, the room was suddenly bathed in light. The once simple one-bedroom apartment resembled a luxurious presidential suite, with no scent but that of fresh paint. Quintessa, looking around at the unfamiliar room, couldn't quite identify the

it when Tyrone laid her down on

could at least pretend to notice me

arms around Tyrone's neck, "Just

I'd believe that. I must be out

wait a bit longer. Tell me, what was the deal with you and

young people to find solace in each other's company amidst danger and

fondness hadn't had the chance to evolve into something more before reality shattered it

his high

been better if they had never

up inside him, a bitterness that seemed

Quintessa's casual remark left

had shared the hardest times together, while he had been lost in a life of excess back home: Tyrone wanted to be angry, but

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