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</div><b><span style="font-size: 30px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Quinn Hurst</span></span><br/>
<span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Location: </span></span></b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Bus | Luggage side of bus</span></span><br/><b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Outfit: </span></span></b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Same as pic plus <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2Fb6h4Bmo.jpg&amp;hash=c8b8f1fda83b4811a0bbdc2740a938c4" href="https://i.imgur.com/b6h4Bmo.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">these jeans and Converse</a></span></span><br/><b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Music: </span></span></b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'"><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D57YEAEKKcOk&amp;hash=6c780affcab6a95043b23f73eb6aeb64" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57YEAEKKcOk" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Pentatonix - 90s Dance Medley</a></span></span><br/><b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Tagging: </span></span></b><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'">Ricky Santiago ( <a class="username" data-user-id="4238" data-username="sloane" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/4238/">sloane</a> ) | Open </span></span><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--1"/>It wasn’t long before Quinn felt invisible again. Even with Ricky apologizing for how his legs were blocking the aisle and caused her to trip, it didn’t take much time before he mentioned that the camp counsellors might have something for her scraped palms. “Yeah, sure…” she trailed off. Just after that, Ricky practically leapt at the chance to end the conversation and to leave the bus where it was just the two of them.<br/><br/>Ricky mentioned that the counsellors were addressing the adult campers just outside of the bus and that they had better join in before they missed the entire thing. He was kind enough, she supposed, to invite her to come along with him. But no sooner than she followed after him and they were dismissed to their cabins, did he take off yet again.<br/><br/>Quinn sighed and went to the luggage container on the side of the bus, finding her large duffel bag and tugging it free from the pile. She nearly fell backwards when she managed to pull it out of the mound of other duffels, but caught herself at the last minute and spared herself the embarrassment of falling on her ass as well as scraping her palms after tripping in the bus. At least there was a silver lining.<br/><br/>On her own, she shouldered the strap of her duffel and walked herself to Hemlock House, where she had been assigned. She couldn’t help but to notice that both Miles and Ricky were in the same cabin as her. Not that it mattered much, since she went right back to invisible after their brief interactions. Quinn found the cabin and stepped inside, claiming a bed to call her own, resting the duffel on the sheets and taking a seat there.<br/><br/>Since there seemed to be some down time, she started unpacking her things, placing her art supplies on the table nearest her bed. She set some clothes in a dresser and kept going at it, trying to unpack as much as she could while she was given the opportunity to do so.