[member=1148]CHURCH[/member] [member=1137]CABOOSE[/member]

The get along shirt- an infamous, legendary article of clothing best known for resolving differences. While this one was not the "original" per say, Margaery still deemed it fit for fixing the issues between two members who she had noticed didn't quite get along.  Normally, she'd never involve herself with methods of this caliber but she was curious: how would they react to being put into a shirt together and told to stay in there until they were friends? She had cut two head holes into the shirt to make things easier but still, the closeness would surely cause more distance between the pair or do what she hoped and fix the issue.

[b]"Caboose, darling? Church, love? May I see the both of you?" Margaery inquired brightly, a charming (albeit almost mischievous) smile upon her lips, "I have a little... idea."

This was... strange to say the least of it.

It had become harder to force themself out into the open any more, their prior fears for the observatory removed simply for their want to be alone, left in darkness where none may find them, yet it had only aggravated the problem. Exhaustion had long since seeped into their very bones, each movement sluggish and holding a hesitant edge, as though they were scared their legs would simply buckle, yet they had sought the warmth of the sun once more, wanted to fill their lungs with fresh air, not the stale air within their room. One of these days they would clean and air it out, make it something more than the dingy mess it had become, but they had no care to do so today.

Of all days Art had to force themself to raise it had to be today, short strides bringing them closer to Margaery they looked upon the shirt with curiosity and some worry, unsure on how to react to it let alone her words. Choosing to hold their tongue they merely watched, a look of confusion upon their face, wondering at what might happen once the needed members had showed up.