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Magic Box | Thursday | 10.22

After she straightened the store and unboxed a new shipment of herbs, Tara settled behind the counter with her laptop. She kept toggling between a page on Samhain traditions ... and a site of vintage-style homecoming dresses.

She didn't even think she was going, but a girl could look at pretties, right?

The Magic Box was open.

[And in the right comm this time. Hush.]

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Go for it.

She wants this one, for the record.

Hey, look, a Diana. Without a Samuel. "Can we go back on vacation?"

"Sure," Tara said, with a crooked smile. "We could go and l-live on the island. You teach dance and I'd be a waitress?"

Diana stuck out her tongue. "Pfft. I don't even know how to dance."

"Okay, so you be the waitress and I'll -- I'll work in the stables," Tara decided, and made a face. "... and smell like horse all the time."

Diana wrinkled her nose. "Okay, we need a better plan. Steal some lawn chairs and park ourselves in front of the pool?"

Tara bit her lower lip. "Okay, but how do we get money to eat and stuff?"

"Raids on the school cafeteria." Diana decided.

Tara blinked. "Aren't we s-still at the resort in this, uh, daydream thing?"

"Oooh, I had moved us to the pool in the basement." Diana admitted.

"Oh," Tara said. "Then I like that. I bet we could find a way to make the florescents down there almost as good as sunshine."

"Except the tan would be a lot more pale and weird looking."

"A-and we wouldn't be as warm as we would be outside."

*flops*

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