GOLD AND SILVER LINE MY HEART / open

[Margaery]

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Margaery had not found comfort in the form of a glass of wine in quite a while. Indulgence hadn't been an option when she had been out on her own and before Suiteheart had turned into a bear and her vampirism returned, she had not found drinking away her problems to be necessary. But things were different now and the chocolate point longed for a temporary distraction from her sorrows. She was unsure if finding said distraction at the bottom of an expensive bottle of chardonnay was a wise decision, but it was one that had already been carried out.

At least halfway anyways.

Margaery was not drunk by any standards. Rather, she saw the world through that rose-colored lens once more. She had troubles, yes, but the alcohol had done its intended job and erased them temporarily from her memory. She was humming some tune now, carefully refilling her crystalline glass so that she could continue to sip pleasantly away at the wine that she stumbled upon by mere chance. What were the chances! She had simply been wandering near the border when she discovered the aged bottle, assuming that it must have been dropped by someone or something on its travels. She viewed it as abandoned and, ever the kindly soul, opened her home to it. Who was she to pass up wine as good as the one she was currently drinking?

Rearing upon chocolate-hued haunches, Margaery began to sing a little bit, swaying to the rhythm of her own music. [color=#b14767]"I like my girls just like I like my honey; sweet, a little selfish. I like my women like I like my money; green, a little jealousss." She didn't remember acquiring the tune in her travels but it sure was catchy.

Temporarily appeased for the first time in a while, the Observer sat back even further and shut stormy gray eyes. She would relish in this false peace for as long as she could.