And Margo strode through it with her head held high like the High motherfucking Queen she still was. Her eyes narrowed at the interior, the ratty blue couch, the ancient coffee table, and yeah, the IKEA bookcases.
“El,” she said, with a dignified sense of ceremony, “We’re going to have to go shopping.”
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Date: 2021-09-13 04:55 pm (UTC)“El,” she said, with a dignified sense of ceremony, “We’re going to have to go shopping.”