Ready to be disturbed at the end of a busy day
Margo collapsed on her bed, which was finally in her new apartment in Club Castle. She had no intention of sleeping yet, it was still early evening, but she felt satisfied to wallow in her accomplishments for a short while. Her day had been reasonably productive; she had cleared out many of her old belongings, including some furniture which simply could not match the furnishings that came with her new room.
Her lower back ached but she accepted this was her own fault as she should have relied more on bent knees and core muscles when doing heavy lifting. It would have been worse had she not been helped. She was surprised that people had noticed her return amidst all the turmoil both within the Club Suit and the Deck at large.
Club Castle had a timeless feel about it. The building itself had hardly changed, it was tempting to assume the people within these walls had remained the same too. Margo felt for those who had moved here after being born and raised off-Deck, it must have been a difficult transition for them. For a while, she would also be out of touch. Already, she had noticed many new faces among the Clubs. Some she recognised from other parts of the Deck, while others were altogether unknown.
A few people were missing. She thought Fate cruel to have only just denied her the chance to see Frankie before her departure from the Deck. New York had gained a fantastic doctor. Margo had fond memories of the woman who had seen her through some of her physical and developmental troubles in her early youth. At least there were still some she could consider friends.
[OOC: I realise Margo has no tag. I don't seem to have permission to make a new one, any help would be appreciated. :)]
Her lower back ached but she accepted this was her own fault as she should have relied more on bent knees and core muscles when doing heavy lifting. It would have been worse had she not been helped. She was surprised that people had noticed her return amidst all the turmoil both within the Club Suit and the Deck at large.
Club Castle had a timeless feel about it. The building itself had hardly changed, it was tempting to assume the people within these walls had remained the same too. Margo felt for those who had moved here after being born and raised off-Deck, it must have been a difficult transition for them. For a while, she would also be out of touch. Already, she had noticed many new faces among the Clubs. Some she recognised from other parts of the Deck, while others were altogether unknown.
A few people were missing. She thought Fate cruel to have only just denied her the chance to see Frankie before her departure from the Deck. New York had gained a fantastic doctor. Margo had fond memories of the woman who had seen her through some of her physical and developmental troubles in her early youth. At least there were still some she could consider friends.
[OOC: I realise Margo has no tag. I don't seem to have permission to make a new one, any help would be appreciated. :)]