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fandomtownies2021-10-21 03:18 pm
not_a_goddamn_princess) wrote in fandomtownies2021-10-21 03:18 pm
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Pick Your Poison, Thursday
Okay, okay, even Margo needed to take a break from working on a way out. If only so she could handle the fucking ton of party planning still left to do. She’d gone on another booze run in the morning, checked on the canapes, got the right dress, and now she was back at the store.
Going through inventory.
Because she was using some of this shit to make sure the scents were right at the party, and the storage room was a great place to practice her firefly spell.
Was she paying actual attention to customers as she flitted from storage room to counter and back? Nah. Priorities, she had ’em, come admire ’em and weep.
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Going through inventory.
Because she was using some of this shit to make sure the scents were right at the party, and the storage room was a great place to practice her firefly spell.
Was she paying actual attention to customers as she flitted from storage room to counter and back? Nah. Priorities, she had ’em, come admire ’em and weep.
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