Q stood awkwardly as some of her fellow "students" asked questions. She still wasn't sure about this place, but didn't exactly know how to politely ask why this "therapy school" seemed so... normal. She shrugged it off, assuming that it would all be answered at dinner as Wrenn and Travis had...
Q thought about asking the question about where the white-padded cells were, but she decided against it. If she was going to get better here, it might help to not make enemies with the administration by accusing them of child entrapment.
Instead she awkwardly stood there as a couple more kids...
After reaching the last tree, Q hurried up the steps towards the front door that was held ajar. One boy was already there and two of the counselors had introduced themselves.
Feeling slightly more comfortable now that she was indoors, Q gave a small smile and said, "Uh, I'm Q. I mean, Quentin...
The building’s exterior didn’t look very inviting, but perhaps that was just Q’s imagination. She was a little bit biased as she herself didn’t want to be there, but actually standing in front of it was a whole different story.
Looking behind her, Q saw her parents drive off and contemplated a...
-Name: Quentin Locks, but most people just call her Q
-Gender: Female
-Appearance: Naturally black hair kept shoulder length (but she prefers to keep it dyed an unnatural bright blue), light brown eyes, 5’6”,
-Personality Traits: Observant, yet very friendly, rash and lives life at a...