"Excuse me, I have 8 questions. Who the fuck is this? Does he work here?" I said, pointing at Teo. "I mean, what the fuck? Are you supposed to be working here? Or am I just being bullshitted. This is bullshit. What the fuck. Like, what? Oh, and why is my OC for RWBY: Another Time here? Like, what? Am I on drugs?" I was just sitting here, with a T-shirt and some shorts. And I was just sleeping before this happened. Ugh.

Quentin was off, sitting in a corner and crying like a crybaby. Obviously. I mean, what else would he do? He was supposed to be a wimp. And he is being a wimp. Hooray.