L
lxngdon
Guest
Original poster
m a r i t z a
Maritza was so overjoyed, so elated and so ecstatic that she, at first, didn't even notice Quinn pull away and put a small amount of distance between himself and her and Patrick. She only noticed when he mentioned the medication, which she frowned at at first. Why the hell would he still want his meds? Had he grown addicted to them throughout his time in the hospital?
Then, she realised that he might very well have actual problems, and it wasn't like he was going home to his family. His mother was here. Maritza felt bad.
She leaned over Patrick, who grunted in protest, opened the window and threw her cuffs at one of Zeke's men to get his attention. "Ow! What the hell?"
"Are you guys getting the medications? Some people still need them."
The guy sighed. "We'll get the meds, get back in the bus."
Maritza closed the window, allowed Patrick to snuggle up next to her again and reached over to touch Quinn's shoulder gently. "You okay?"