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[resurrectinto]

[Margot's finally lost it a little bit. It's a culmination of many things -- dying here, friends and family coming and going, recent and past events, friends being bitchy. She feels like she may have made it worse for at least one; that's the only explanation for the cold shoulder, right? Not only that, but she's received a lovely letter in the

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[ponypuncher]

[Giiiiiirl, you look plastered. At least he remembers you!]

Ya reek of booze, little Margot.

[resurrectinto]

[Tall dude, HEY. She reaches up to try to touch his face for some reason, but won't be able to quite make it. So short. /sob]

I've been having a party. It's awesome.

[ponypuncher]

[Short people are so fun, man. He bends down a little, just enough so he's not banging his head on the door frame or the ceiling.]

...Ya got enough booze?

[resurrectinto]

[Manages to touch his face after hopping a little bit. Mission accomplished!]

I need more!

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[windmill]

[well, Netherlands can be counted on to be high 90% of the time, but luckily for Margot he happens to be really high today. and for a while he hangs out the window and just. stares.

before yelling.]

Sing the anthem of your favorite country! [so much butthurt in his voice]

[resurrectinto]

[A person she knows! Stumbling over to his window, half draping herself onto the sill.

After a couple of moments, while she's talking, she's going to try to come in through the window.]

I don't know your anthem you never taaaauuuught meeeeeee.

[windmill]

[he just... puts his hands on her arms and helps her through, talking all the while.] I didn't? Shit.

It's fucking long, you'll be here all night.

[resurrectinto]

I don't have all night! ...OOOF! [that is when she hits the floor hello floor

not going to move, just saying]

I've got... I've got stuff to do. I don't know what stuff, but it's stuff.

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[coolbowtie]

He's quite interesting isn't he? Evidently spent a lot of time in Mexico.

[resurrectinto]

Really?! ...Where's Mexico?

[coolbowtie]

South! No, wait, more like South...Westish, somewhere over that way.

[gestures]

[resurrectinto]

[looks where he's pointing.

looks back at him.

do you see how excited she looks?]

...Let's go to Mexico.