"That's exactly what I was thinking," Jenny replied, offering the brunette a little smile. It was almost shy-looking, but it conveyed something more exchanged between them. She wasn't sure what it was about Quinn, but from the beginning of whatever it was they shared, the older girl always seemed to bring out a facade of demure in Jenny. She always ended up smiling and shy, looking more innocent than ever, despite everything.

"You wanna go for a walk? I'm kind of sick of this whole scene, I need a little break," the blonde suggested, scooting in closer to Quinn, as an older boy shoved past her with his hand clamped over his mouth. She turned her head, eyes squinting shut, as she vaguely heard him begin to vomit in some too-close-for-comfort bushes off to her left.