New Divide

New Divide: 42

Stretching her arms above her head, Margo let out a rather loud yawn. In return Hank looked up from his desk and narrowed his eyes. “Do you mind?”

“Not may fault. You said you'd get this radar thing finished quick enough, a day is long enough no? So here I am.”

“I don't remember saying anything like that.” Hank said while narrowing his eyes in thought. “Plus, it's seven in the morning. Since when did you get up so early?” Margo leant her chin against her hand and opened her eyes. It was true, she was not one for early mornings unless she needed to be. Why she was up this early stemmed from the simple fact that her company of the evening didn't exactly sleep in. Margo was more than happy to stay wrapped up in bed in Charles's arms, but no. He just had to get up. Whatever for she didn't know, but up at the crack of dawn – or what felt like it – they were.

The thought of returning to bed did cross Margo's mind. But she never followed through with it. Instead she decided to go see Hank. Though Hank wasn't wholly pleased to see her so early in the morning. He really did think he'd get a few hours of peaceful work done before she appeared.

Not to come across in the wrong light there. Hank liked Margo, she was a good friend, but she did have the habit of making her presence well and truly known. If she was bored – like she was right now – she'd keep yawning loudly and fidgeting. As if Hank could rid her of boredom when he had this radar to finish. Though in truth even if he didn't have work to do, he still wouldn't totally know what to do to get rid of her boredom.

“Did you want me to bring you something back?” Margo questioned suddenly. It had been silent in the room for about five almost ten minutes, apparently too much silence for her.

Hank paused and looked over his glasses at her. “You don't have to.”

“A magnet for you too then.” She mumbled while leaning her head against the table in front of her.

“Can you not go to sleep in here?”

“But I’m comfortable.” Margo remained unmoving and close eyed. She flinched upright though when something was slammed down on the table. She looked around confused before looking to Hank. He was looking at her with a highly unamused expression. “Fine! I shall leave you in peace.” She proclaimed while standing up and putting a hand to her chest. She bowed and looked up through her hair. “I shall leave now.”

“Bye.” Hank said simply, Margo pouted and shuffled off. He gave light smirk and a shake of his head at her moment. It was perhaps the most pathetic attempt at guilt tripping he had ever seen. Give her credit though, she did try.

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Sitting with her hands on her cheeks Margo sat staring at the few items of clothing she owned. She smiled, they were the same clothes she had bought when she went out shopping with Raven. She couldn't help but let her smile slip slightly. She missed her, terribly. She had no qualms or problems with being in a house with two males. If she remembered rightly the majority of the ward she was on back in Surrey was male. It didn't bother her one bit.

But there was just something about the company of a fellow female which was severely lacking. Hours spent laughing over nothing in general, shopping trips, giving Charles a near fatal heart attack when they both vanished without a word...

Margo sighed heavily. She knew she'd miss Raven, naturally considering, but she didn't honestly expect it to hurt this much. Looking over her shoulder she narrowed her eyes to the window. Flicking her eyes to the door she looked between the two.

Shaking her head she collapsed backwards with her arms splayed either side of herself. Her mind had stupidly proposed trying to find Raven. As if that was possible. She was Erik, and Erik was lord only knew where. She wanted to see Raven, but did she honestly want to contend with Erik's company?