bentley tints on, fendi prints on | open + bunker completion

[Margaery]

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Windows.

Margaery had asked Bastillepaw about a room with windows upon her arrival, afraid not of the natural darkness that fell when the sun dipped below the horizon but the darkness within herself- the darkness that danced and tugged on her, urging her to give up... to give in. Encountering the dark was inevitable, she had rationalized with herself upon moving into a substitute room, but had she at least had access to sunlight, she could keep her grip on the monster that lurked beneath her pretty surface.

But the Bunker was finished and she could finally abandon her shabby room in the Observatory and finally relish in the daylight she loved so dearly. And oh! Were those roses? Was Bast growing them in honor of her or for simple aesthetics? She decided not to ask the male and merely picked her way towards the bunker quietly, nothing that it certainly would serve its purpose in housing larger animals. Larger animals like Suite... Whom she had yet to move in. How awful it was to not be able to live with her own wife. She supposed she had brought that upon herself though. Fear was an awful thing to try to live with.

[color=#b14767]"It looks wonderful, darling," She extended in a soft voice, sounding wearier in that moment than she had the past week or so. All the turmoil and chaos in her life had steadily began to erode her carefully crafted facades and now, around Bast and Bast only, she tried not to hide what she could only consider her internal struggle. [color=#b14767]"You look faint... Be sure to take care of yourself!"