Quinn dozed off for a while, and she woke up to the hunger pangs that assailed her. She sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her eyes as she stared out her wide-open bedroom window; outside, there looked dark due to the thick black cloud hanging over the sky. It hadn't rained yet, but the rumbling of thunder in the distance could already be heard somewhat loudly.
She got out of bed and closed the window and balcony door. The cold air bit into her skin, so long staying in the room, Quinn finally decided to go downstairs to the kitchen to find food, anything, to fill her hungry stomach.
He opened the door to his room slowly, and the first thing he remembered was how Sean yelled at him earlier and showed his dislike for him. It felt suffocating, but Quinn had to live with it. It was already
