Quinn lived in agony, both physical and emotional, Misanthropia made sure of that. His betrayal broke her, erasing the last shreds of kindness from her soul. She would use him until he was used up. Then he was someone else's problem. Warning: Torture.
It was a broken down old building in an age of space travel and flying cars to every Muggle that saw it. It was nothing special, except to one curious girl with no past or future. KBxOW Some DMxKB
You and I will ride tonight, 'till the past is out of sight. We don't have to look back now from the dark into the light. We can leave it all behind. We can stand together, we don't have to look back now.