Margo Hanson (
not_a_goddamn_princess
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2021-10-23 12:25 am (UTC)
Re: Truth or Drink
Margo snorted.
“Brakebills,” she said, staring up at the ceiling-sky with her drink in hand. “Right after me and El got back from Brakebills South and Mayakovsky’s personal brand of torture. No one to nag us and nothing but us.”
She didn’t elaborate.
Eliot was here. He knew.
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Re: Truth or Drink
“Brakebills,” she said, staring up at the ceiling-sky with her drink in hand. “Right after me and El got back from Brakebills South and Mayakovsky’s personal brand of torture. No one to nag us and nothing but us.”
She didn’t elaborate.
Eliot was here. He knew.