Still, Sam always looked too fearsome, and one would feel pressured when he stopped smiling.
Quinn turned and headed inside an anteroom.
It was quite late, so she could not go back to her room to sleep or she would end up sleeping past the evening's banquet.
She lounged on the couch in the anteroom, fiddling with her phone to kill time, only to end up falling asleep and waking up at 6 PM.
She thought she had just closed her eyes for a moment—how did she allow an entire hour to pass without noticing?
She quickly got up in shock when she realized that she had a blanket on and her phone was put aside.
That was weird—did someone come in earlier?
As she got off the couch and opened the door, she found Sean right aside.
"Ah," he said. "The banquet is starting. I was just coming to get you."
"Oh, okay," Quinn quickly replied.
"Just leave whenever you like," Sean added. "I'll make arrangements for the guests. You've been busy the whole day, so get some rest soon."
"Yeah." Quinn nodded—it was not like she would last the whole night. Only those who always partied could, and way into midnight at that.
"Thank you, Mr. Cranston," she added solemnly then.
"Actually, I should be thanking you instead," Sean smiled in return. "I'm glad that Cordy has a good friend like you."
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