MYO-155: marjorie

Angus stared down at the boxes stacked in his hands, feeling doubt sap at his determination to do what he desperately needed to do. He felt reinvigorated when Ravi’s warm hand squeezed his shoulder, providing a tender comfort. Angus released a breath that he didn’t know he was holding as they waited for the door to open.    The two of them stood in front of Marjorie’s boutique. Warm light and quiet, uninteresting chatter seeped from the partially cracked windows. Ravi ha...

Marjorie trotted through the crowded pathways, hand-in-hand with Ravi, so she didn't have to fear getting separated from him. Despite not having been to the faire since childhood, and now being a young adult, she still didn't want to risk getting split up from her brother. The two of them were chatting back and forth with one another, although chatting back and forth mainly consisted of Marjorie aesthetic critiquing the circus performers that wandered the faire....