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Septimus: do you want the good news or the bad news first?
Marcia: good news
Septimus: it is very unlikely that I will ever, ever do it again
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Marcia, arms crossed: Where were you last night?
Septimus, sweating: Um- at a party! Doing...teenage rebellion?
Marcia: Don't lie. You were at the library, weren't you?
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Silas: *person responsible for it voice* I'm staying out of this one
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Marcia, walking into her rooms: Hello, people who do not live here.
Marwick: Hey
Jenna: Hi
Beetle: Hello
Nicko: Hey!
Marcia: I gave you the key for emergencies only!
Septimus: We were out of doritos
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Septimus: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Marcia, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Septimus:
Septimus: fsh
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Septimus: I'm not convinced I know how to read, I've just memorised a lot of words
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Silas: can I ask a dumb question?
Marcia: better than anybody I know
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Milo: I eat Cheerios because they’re heart healthy...and my heart has been severely damaged
Milo, tearing up: So, Marcia, if you’re out there-
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Sarah: We call that a traumatic event.
Sarah, turning to Septimus: Not a 'bro moment'
Sarah, turning to Simon: Not a 'major L'
Sarah, turning to Marcia: And not an 'oof lmao'
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Silas: I trust Marcia
Septimus: you think she knows what she's doing?
Silas: I wouldn't go that far
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Reblog my posts reblog my posts reblog my posts reblog my posts reblog my po-
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Septimus: sometimes I don't realize an event was traumatic until I tell it as a funny story and notice everyone staring at me weird
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Alther: how long has it been since either of you slept
Marcia: three or four
Alther: three or four what
Septimus: maybe five
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Marcia: What the fuck is wrong with you?
Silas: Wow, not even a "good morning"?
Marcia: Good morning. What the fuck is wrong with you?
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Beetle, sitting in a jail cell with Septimus: so who are you gonna call to get us out of here?
Septimus: I should probably call Marcia, but I feel safer in prison
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Silas: So what's it like, dating Marcia?
Milo: Once, I asked her for a glass of water while she was mad at me so she brought me a glass of ice and said 'wait'
Silas:
Milo: I love her
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Jenna: Marcia?
Septimus: You love us right?
Marcia:
Marcia: Normally I would say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.
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