Re: Margo + Richie tw: drug mentions
Margo stretched her legs out onto the small table in front of the couch. She may be short, but she wasn't going to make herself small. She'd take up as much space as she wanted to. Richie seemed the type not to mind.
"You have a hot French boyfriend, a hot werewolf boyfriend, and a group of losers, and you chose to be here?" She paused, taking a sip of her drink. "Did you lose a bet? Or are you that desperate for free food?"