People say I'm lazy dreaming my life away

[Quinn knows he can't hide in Cyuss's house forever. Eventually, he has to go back to work or he'll get droned into doing it, which is the last thing he wants to happen, next to being brutally murdered like most of the town has been. Luckily, he didn't get a letter, but that doesn't make him feel much better. He knows that friends of his out there are dead or going crazy and there's nothing he can do about it.

Quinn manages to drag himself to school, and seeing a meager amount of non-drones amongst the staff and classes, he's not sure what to do.]

Um. Let's just call this a free study period, okay? Just take it easy.

So... How is everyone holding up?

[On the way home, he'll be make a quick stop for food and cigarettes. He'll be walking hastily back to Cyuss's house, but you're free to stop him along the way.]

[Quinn's still trying to get used to a "normal" day-to-day life in Mayfield... and just can't. This wholesome 1950s living is about the exact opposite of what he's used to. He's getting a bit stir-crazy. And now it's Halloween! His favorite holiday! Someone's got to be doing something, he hoped...]


H-Hey! Uh, I know I'm new and all here, and things were just kinda, shall we say, "hectic" in town, but don't tell me none of ya'll are havin' a Halloween party? Someone is, right? Talk about a waste... we should be partyin' it up. Time to kick back and have some fun after all that, ya know?


[Not exactly sure what to do with himself, Quinn will be sitting on his front porch handing out candy. He'll be dressed in an angel costume, because he thought it was kind of funny. He looks a bit mopey though. He doesn't remember the last time he's had a Halloween this lame, and he was starting to miss his family back home.]