Quinn's stomach was pleasantly full, thanks again to his brilliant housemate, Autumn. And he was sitting in his bed room, reading a book on philosophical beliefs in the 15th century to try and get early ideas on what he would write for his Master's. He considered it vitally important. He had been assured that he was going to receive first class honours. And with that, he could go straight into a PhD, as the Masters was not a precursor to it. He was doing the Masters anyway. He liked study. And an extra year of it sounded good to him! Why else would he be starting now before he'd even graduated from his bachelor's? Full and studying. That made for a very happy Quinn.
( Still Mum )
( Still Mum )