[It's only when she's particularly bored that Meg skims through the new arrivals. She's lounging on the chaise in her room when she comes across this particular entry and she just has to laugh. Who the fuck is this guy?]
Your friends sound like a friggin' blast. [She smirks and tucks one knee up underneath her chin] And you're in Wonderland, but that probably isn't their fault.
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Your friends sound like a friggin' blast. [She smirks and tucks one knee up underneath her chin] And you're in Wonderland, but that probably isn't their fault.