Margo, always the free spirit, never let the weight of the world crush her, she never faulted under the pressure of society.
Not even under the squeezing pressure that came with being a titan haired outcast who befriended the creepy loner guy one bland day in therapy.
But what about this new girl? The black haired one who sits in the corner, staring at the hole in the wall that goes by the name of door.
"Floating is where it's at."
A/N
A LOT OF CHARACTERS ARE THE PROPERTY OF SARENA AKHTER.
I am not in any way claiming any characters from Taming Margo or Why She Drowned, please go read those though, you won't regret it.
This takes place if Clair hadn't moved away, if Clair hadn't almost drowned.
original account: flawed-
original author: sarena_a
etcetera: writeralert_
p.s. ras, please don't be mad at me.