[Margo turns towards the searing, white-hot flames of rage wearing glasses and a short skirt. Alice. Of course it's Alice.]
Makes things less disappointing when shit goes south in an inevitable, explosive way.
[You'd think they'd know that by now. Enjoy something too much and someone will find a way to take it from you. Memories are fleeting at the moment, but one thing Margo does remember is the expression on Alice's face as she sat at the edge of the bed.]
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[Margo turns towards the searing, white-hot flames of rage wearing glasses and a short skirt. Alice. Of course it's Alice.]
Makes things less disappointing when shit goes south in an inevitable, explosive way.
[You'd think they'd know that by now. Enjoy something too much and someone will find a way to take it from you. Memories are fleeting at the moment, but one thing Margo does remember is the expression on Alice's face as she sat at the edge of the bed.]
Are you here to watch the fireworks?