Pick Your Poison, Friday

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

Eliot kept vanishing to go do god knows what. He was reliable that way, and if Margo had been in anything approaching the right mind, she would have taken ruthless advantage of it. But no, she’d been inside, moisturizing and scratching herself and whooping at plants.

Until now.

“WOOOO!” Margo cheered as she opened the door. And again when she saw the store. “WOOOO!”

This was very exciting!

She was distracted by the sparkliest lotions immediately.

“WOOOOOO!”

[open!]

Comments

Shop

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

Margo isn’t going to be helpful today, so this is your best bet.

Talk to Margo

[not_a_goddamn_princess]

You’ll find her by the trail of woo.

OOC

[not_a_goddamn_princess]