This is too much of a sudden news really. I'm still trying very hard to grasp myself upon this. It's just last week we went out together for Quinn's 16th birthday. Now he's gone.
Accident, it is.
They had this annual concert together, and while driving home, Uncle O was apparently very drunk. He had too much of celebration because the concert fund that they gathered for this year made up to twice their target. Colleagues couldn't stop congratulating him. It's when he was going home it happened.
Persey couldn't retain herself really. Neither could Quinn. I've been trying to hold them back up. Thanks to Pepita and aunt O too.
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