megegan
megara really didn’t understand rapunzel. she was a little too nice for her liking. it didn’t exactly make sense. she was going to grab herself a bottle of vodka to pour herself a shot and downed it. only to look up as rapunzel spoke,“ they aren’t your thing?” she shrugged as she took another good look at the younger girl,“ again you don’t exactly fit in here, you’re just-i don’t even know how to describe you.”
shaking her head, she had no problem being a bit of an odd ball, everyone was dimensional to her. not to mention that if she worked at a place she found comfort in then it brought a bigger smile to her. “no, they’re rather confining,” she hummed as she sipped lightly on her colorful drink. “thank you for the compliment.”















