6th year 🌸 hopeless romantic 🌸 heta secretary
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- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Knotted 10 1/2 Inch Sturdy Pear Wand with Fairy Wing Core
- 09/2043 (16)
Margo had found herself spending more time in the Monthly room than she ever had before. She was trying to distract herself and the more she threw herself into her clubs the better she started to feel. She hated the sense of dreed she felt whenever she thought about Isadora or her brother. She just felt so helpless and trapped. But the paper? The paper she could manage. The Wild Patch garden she could manage. The Heta meetings she could manage. All of those things were in her control and she wasn't about to let them go any time soon. But she was finally hungry and she packed up her things to leave. Margo hadn't decided on what to write yet so she took a few old issues with her incase that might give her some extra inspiration. Her arms were rather full as she turned the corner to head to the stairs. Of course she wasn't looking where she was going and before she knew it she walked right into someone and scattered the papers everywhere. For a moment she just stood there stunned. "S-sorry." she stuttered out as she just stared at the mess. She was already so tired and hungry this was the last thing she needed when she was already feeling so fragile.