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Sam had been beyond thankful that heād spent time with Quinn after their respective sets. When the gun had gone off, he had thought only how terrified heād have been if he hadnāt known where any of the people he cared about were. Heād made it his job, keeping Quinn safe, even held onto her to keep her from racing on stage to find her sister. He knew it was a bit hypocritical because he would have done the same thing but it wouldnāt do any good if she put herself in a dangerous situation and got hurt - or worse. But now that he knew she was safe, and that Stella was safe, he knew he couldnāt stay. Amidst the arguments, Sam stole away and kept his phone securely in his hand to make sure he could see if Cordelia messaged him. He prayed the whole time that a security guard found her and got her to safety but the phone remained dark. Throwing himself around darkened corners, he thought only about how scared she must be and how much he had to find her.Ā āCordie!ā he called out as he neared the location she described.Ā āCordie, where are you?ā @cordiewithcordellaā
Terrified was not really the adjective she wanted to describe for herself. But there she was, standing in the middle, letting people push her around as they got escorted away. She wanted to stay in one place, so that Sam wouldnāt go looking for her and then not be able to find her. Finally she was dragged out of the center of the arenas and started t be pulled away out of the venue when she saw Sam out of the corner of her eye, screaming at him to get his attention. That was when she just slammed her heel into the guardās foot and printed towards him only to throw her entire weight onto him and hug him as tight as she possibly could.Ā
āI donāt want to be here anymore. This tour was a mistake-- everything keeps going wrong.ā
