#c.margot

Margot hadn’t planned on being there tonight, she thought she’d stay at her friends or go straight home after the party she’d attended. Yet, this is where she wanted to be. While she wasn’t one to keep up with sports, the guys at the party were all huddled around the tv as they usually did. Margot was sitting with a glass of wine chatting with her friends as she usually did. Though tonight she’d kept half of her attention on the game, anytime the boys reacted to what was happening on the screen. It got to a point where all the boys went into the other room looking very glum and she knew, the Bruins lost. She looked to her best friend, the one person who knew who she was currently dating. It wasn’t long after Margot excused herself and called a cab to Henri’s place. She used the key hidden in the doormat to enter, pulled out her phone to order a pizza form his favourite place, then gave him a call. All while setting up his own place to hopefully cheer him up when he walked in the door. “Hey, I heard about the game. I’m sorry it didn’t turn out the way you’d wanted.” 

made for: @rosesdieinaweek​ verse: gang - devils character: margot evans - 34 - vice president & owner of a porn production company. don’t be fooled by her sweet exterior. 

"It looks like you're in trouble there. Can I help?"

The breath was stolen right from his chest as another dart whizzed past right before his pointy nose. Large eyes followed its path over to the circular board, of which the dart found a home smack dab in the tiny red circle in its center. Bullseye. Again.

He should have known better than to challenge a sharpshooter to a round of darts, but he quite liked their little unofficial ritual. Bullseye gets a round bought by the loser. 

Bhari signaled to the barmaid for two more pints be brought their way, then returned to the little table to finish the remainder of his last one. 

“One of these days it’ll be you buying me a round,” he said to Margot through a smile. “Today is not that day, clearly.”