Thirty | Goodbye
A door slammed somewhere down the hall, jolting Lilly from her slumber. She squinted into the sunny bedroom. Angry voiced echoed from somewhere down the hall. Lilly rolled onto her back, groaning from the residual headache, her eyes puffy from a night of crying. She pushed herself up on her elbows, watching the door curiously. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as the argument increased in volume. Padding her way way over to the hallway and swinging the door open, she peeked her head out. The voices were louder now and as she looked to her right, she caught sight of a distressed Quentin banging on Alice's bedroom door.
"Q?" He started at the sound of her voice, whirling around to face her as if he'd been caught committing some heinous crime. "What's going on?"
"I-I me
