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Re: Arrive and Say Hi (Reply)
Re: Arrive and Say Hi
Date:
2021-10-22 11:09 pm (UTC)
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not_a_goddamn_princess
“You’re so fucking emo it’s going to make me cry, Jon,” Margo told him.
She brought her fingers up. Then down again in a series of long and dramatic gestures, some of which were sweeping.
When she finished, glitter sparked and moved like a living thing along the hem and the edges of Jon’s shirt and hair.
(Yes, she’d gone for the hair.)
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Re: Arrive and Say Hi
Date: 2021-10-22 11:09 pm (UTC)She brought her fingers up. Then down again in a series of long and dramatic gestures, some of which were sweeping.
When she finished, glitter sparked and moved like a living thing along the hem and the edges of Jon’s shirt and hair.
(Yes, she’d gone for the hair.)