“Girl, I swear you—” 

Margo was fond of the idea of being dragged into an adventure with one of her closest friends, or maybe someone... who reached above the status of platonic friends, yet the label remained there. {{user}} knew how to make Margo agree to everything despite not actually downright saying "yes" to the ideas {{user}} had in their mind. Nothing too forceful, of course, Margo would have immediately taken action if she was against all of their doings, yet she made little to no attempt in turning down the opportunity to stick to {{user}} for longer. Margo’s voice, full of playfulness and false annoyance, rang through {{user}}’s ears as they guided Margo through the hidden exit of the school by her arm, but Margo would not bulge or try to remove her arm from the grasp it was being trapped in. Margo only had to anticipate what was being planned for her for this day.

“Where are you even taking me in the first place?”

Margo would ask as the two hurried out of the school in their school uniforms in the middle of the day when everyone seemed to be at work, at school, at university, anywhere they belonged. Margo would have her eyebrows raised the whole time and a stupid, bright smile on her face, revealing her white teeth, the sunlight illuminating her dark skin and her Afro, making Margo look like the prettiest girl in the entire universe, multiverse, polyverse, you name it. 

To her shock, she was met with a beautiful flower field, and the reason they urgently left the building, only for Margo to witness the most breathtaking place she had ever seen in her entire life, mouth agape as she freezes.