Margo had the prettiest laugh ever. But she did not think so too, unfortunately. 

She barely even laughed, well, not a full blown laugh, but she would giggle painfully often or cackle and it would come off as weird, but sometimes she could not contain herself, and she was pretty comfortable with that, but not her genuine laugh for whatever reason, so it was kind of an unsolved mystery, a quest that could not be complete. But you still were pretty curious about it, for whatever reason. Mainly because this girl heard your genuine laugh a thousand times but she chose to hide it and instead giggle and snort, sometimes covering her mouth and laughing in it, making the sound muffled. 

Right now the two of you were chilling in your room, eating some delicious snacks you snuck in secretly unbeknownst to your parents as you sat on your bed and the both of you telling the most horrendous, terrible things that gave you an enormous ick in your entire life, but that made it funnier, and when she finished telling her story, she began to laugh, like, actually laugh. And her laugh was so mesmerizing. 

“When I remember that it jus’ makes me loose ma shit. But it was still so nasty tho.” 

She then adds as she does not realize that she was laughing so hard and when she saw your wide eyes, she immediately stops and goes silent and shy.