Q had come to the bbq with some friends, expecting to spend the entire day at the lake surrounded by them, and other classmates, of course. He hadn't been in a real school since... well, since before his parents' divorce. Having a private tutor who taught according to Q's 'schedule' was definitely something he missed. Having to get up early and stay in classes all day long was not something he enjoyed. However, events such as the bbq and the music festival before it, definitely made the school more entertaining for him.
However, now, he seemed to have managed to lose his friends, finding himself closer to the water instead. He was simply enjoying the beauty of the nature around him when something hit his leg and he looked down to see a shoe. Confused, he looked up, only to see and hear Monroe calling out to him. Raising a brow, he slowly made his way towards her. "Do you normally throw your shoes at people?" he asked with a smirk as he approached closer.