#c; margo.

[faithfulfriends]

margo was tired of cleaning up everyone else’s messes, putting out other peoples fires. . . her time working at runner records has been nothing short of eye opening, teaching her everything she needed to know about musicians and their ego’s, solidifying in her mind just how badly she wanted this for her career. she’d practically begged teddy to let her intern in the a&r department after months of being the girl to grab coffee, to make sure the bands never ran out of everything that they had been served on a silver platter. . . she was tasked with the job of finding the best new band in town, and margo didn’t even need to think twice. silk. it had to be silk.

flashing her backstage pass to the security guard on the door, margo made her way through to the closed off bar which was holding the after party. she’d been to countless events like this one, but never before did she have a purpose for being there. . . but now she did, and it was one she believed in wholeheartedly. it’s then that paris catches her eye at the bar, smiling in their direction before she’s closing the gap between the two of them. “that was an amazing show. honestly, probably the best i’ve seen all year.”

@curseplay liked for a starter.

[faithfulfriends]

@selfruin said ‘I guess I can’t believe you really came.’

margo and daisy had once been inseparable. long summers spent side by side, many a raucous evening on the sunset strip spent together. . . but it had all come crashing down, and margo still didn't understand why. she knew that friends drifted apart, it was a natural way of life. . . but not once did she ever think she and daisy would go down that path. she had always thought they were soulmates, put on earth as the same time as one another seemed like the greatest gift she could've been given, especially once it was gone. being able to witness daisy's rise felt like a gift too, but one that didn't seem so special when she couldn't celebrate with her.

but here she found herself flashing her backstage pass to the security guard, a knot in her stomach when she spotted the unmistakable daisy jones right in front of her. margo had always joked that you could hear daisy before you saw her, bangles always jingling around her wrists. . . and it didn't seem like that had changed. swallowing the lump in her throat she offers a weak smile to daisy, reaching out her hand. ''of course i was going to come. . . i couldn't miss this for the world.''

[faithfulfriends]

@okoden said “look at me, look at him.”

her heart is beating out of her chest as the two of them stand outside of the recording studio, her hands shaking around her purse as she desperately attempts to calm her nerves — or at least keep them at bay for now. it seemed as if verbal abuse came with the territory when you were an intern at runner records, but that didn’t mean it made it any easier whenever it was hurled in her direction — especially when it came from her boyfriend.

julian had never been anything but kind to margo, showing her just how easy it was for artists to not let their ego go to their heads, proving how simple it was to just be a decent human being. she knows his words are trying to prove a point, attempting to show her that there was no excuse for the public berating he’d just bared witness to. it seemed like all margo did lately was pick up the pieces of her boyfriends outbursts, defending him to everyone even when she didn’t want to. she lets out a shaky sigh and does exactly what he asks by looking at him, but failing to look back at ezra through the window. “he doesn’t mean it, you know? he gets.. he gets worked up.”