Heather POV
The smell of the apple crumble that Janice had made for dessert was making my mouth water as I made my way back to the apartment. As I exited the stairway I thought I heard arguing at the other end of the hall like last time when Meg and Quinn had argued. “I told you to stay away from me. How can you even think that I would want to see your fu*king face after you f…” the rest of her words faded out as Meg lowered her voice. “Meg, I’m sorry I don’t know what got into me that night.” I heard Quinn respond. “YOU’RE SORRY! Is that all you have to say for yourself? Well FU*K YOU. At least I only have to smell your disgusting scent around here for another week, then you’ll be gone and I will make dam sure I’m not here when you come back.” With that I heard a door slam followed by a
