"Oh my god..."
Will missed the expletive, for it was breathed more than spoken, and simultaneous with his snapping at the 'harpy'. She dug a heel into the couch cushion to push herself upright, jostling Yorick to wakefulness in her lap (rest assured, the lazy dowser was quick to try settling back in to snooze). After a moment of staring at the television screen as the gravity of the situation settled in the form of pressure within her skull, she shifted the rabbit and textbook both quickly from her person.
"Yeah, no..., yeah, I'll be there. I'm leaving now, I'll just-- fuck. I'll be there in like thirty minutes."
The call disconnected, and Margot snatched the remote from the coffee table to switch off the TV before springing up from the couch and sprinting toward the stairs.
Ned heard Margot well before she reached the doorway of the Study. For someone who couldn't weigh much more than a hundred pounds her footsteps landed heavily on the stairs as she vaulted them two at a time, swinging on the banister at the junction in the middle as she'd gotten into the habit of doing when in a rush. She came as a rush into the study, stopping her collision with the doorframe with her left palm and hip before standing braced in the doorframe, bright pink patches on her cheeks and a puff to her breath.
"Ned! We've gotta go!"
She'd explain on the way.
Will missed the expletive, for it was breathed more than spoken, and simultaneous with his snapping at the 'harpy'. She dug a heel into the couch cushion to push herself upright, jostling Yorick to wakefulness in her lap (rest assured, the lazy dowser was quick to try settling back in to snooze). After a moment of staring at the television screen as the gravity of the situation settled in the form of pressure within her skull, she shifted the rabbit and textbook both quickly from her person.
"Yeah, no..., yeah, I'll be there. I'm leaving now, I'll just-- fuck. I'll be there in like thirty minutes."
The call disconnected, and Margot snatched the remote from the coffee table to switch off the TV before springing up from the couch and sprinting toward the stairs.
Ned heard Margot well before she reached the doorway of the Study. For someone who couldn't weigh much more than a hundred pounds her footsteps landed heavily on the stairs as she vaulted them two at a time, swinging on the banister at the junction in the middle as she'd gotten into the habit of doing when in a rush. She came as a rush into the study, stopping her collision with the doorframe with her left palm and hip before standing braced in the doorframe, bright pink patches on her cheeks and a puff to her breath.
"Ned! We've gotta go!"
She'd explain on the way.