although isola admitted that she was nervous to quentin, she was never one to quit on having a good time. she had been longing to have some fun this weekend, and who better to do it than with quentin? she thought to herself. however, isola was concerned with his previous actions. the girl knew he would never fully admit it, but quentin had a drug problem, to say the least. but, she brushed it off due to the situation they were in at the moment. it had been months since the two had hung out, and isola had missed his beaming presence. and so, with slight hesitation, she went along with everything. “oh, yeah, swallowing a little white pill. such an accomplishment!” she rolled her eyes to hint at her sarcasm. “you took one already? but didn’t you just have one right now?” isola exclaimed, unsure of how much one person should take of the drug that would later fog up her mind. with the music blaring, and the bodies surrounding them moving to the beat—the brunette knew she would face the affects soon. qucntins.
