[ Margo smiles up at Seth. She really is glad that he’s here with her. The way he seemed to sweep into her world like a whirlwind still amazes her, but it all feels so natural, like he belongs there just as much as Eliot or Quentin. If she was to show him another world, she would have preferred to show him Fillory instead of this place, but since she can’t pick this will work just the same. Maybe it’s a little corny, but she believes because they’re together they’ll fare better, here.
She leans against him as they walk, her body seeming to fit so naturally against his just like two puzzle pieces that complement each other perfectly. Her chest rises and falls silently as she lets out a noiseless sigh. It’s going to take some practice to do everything quietly, but so far she’s been doing great.
Eventually the houses come into view and Margo slows to a gradual stop. She pulls out her device to type. ]
Is it the one with the bay windows? Cute house.
[ She tilts her head up and smiles at Seth. They’ve been together for a while, now, but Margo never imagined them reaching the shopping-for-houses state. That all seemed a little domestic for the two of them. Yet, here they are, moving into a house, albeit one already occupied by other people. ]
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She leans against him as they walk, her body seeming to fit so naturally against his just like two puzzle pieces that complement each other perfectly. Her chest rises and falls silently as she lets out a noiseless sigh. It’s going to take some practice to do everything quietly, but so far she’s been doing great.
Eventually the houses come into view and Margo slows to a gradual stop. She pulls out her device to type. ]
Is it the one with the bay windows? Cute house.
[ She tilts her head up and smiles at Seth. They’ve been together for a while, now, but Margo never imagined them reaching the shopping-for-houses state. That all seemed a little domestic for the two of them. Yet, here they are, moving into a house, albeit one already occupied by other people. ]