[ The glimmering, glowing image is relaxing. All that fear for such a pretty place! Quentin relaxes back where he sits, thinks about the Peaks, the warmth, the sun. Thinks about Felipe, twists the gold chain around his fingers as he imagines his neck in that sun. ]
maybe you heard that the sun went out here it's pitch black in town, everyone's starting to get nervous I'm staying safe though
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maybe you heard that the sun went out here
it's pitch black in town, everyone's starting to get nervous
I'm staying safe though
tell me about the trip