* heaven / 𝓈𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓈 !

GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT, BUT I AIN'T IN A PATIENT PHASE IT'S SUMMER TIME AND I HANG ON A VINE, THEY'RE GONNA MAKE ME INTO SWEET RED WINE, HANGING AROUND LIKE A FRUIT ON A TREE, WAITING TO BE PICKED, COME ON CUT ME FREE.

[vandcrbilt]

( casimere jollette, 22, she/her ) spotted ! margot vanderbilt, on the steps of the met. who’d have seen that coming ? what with being a socialite and aspiring fashion designer and all, i’m surprised they’ve found the time. they’ve always been quite self-obsessed and calculating, so i’m sure trouble will follow in their wake. then again, i’ve been told they can be determined and captivating. either way, i’ll be watching. - xoxo, gossip girl. ( kati, 24, est, she/her )

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hi, i’m kati ! nice to meet you all <3 margot is a super old muse of mine from nearly 3 years ago now ( i made her back when i first watched the OG gossip girl ) and i’m really excited to revamp her and bring her back out of the woodwork...just in time for the new series 🤩 i queued like 40 posts already i’m manifesting we’re here for a while. i simply want to create as much chaos as possible, so...hmu here or on discord ( folkelorde#7600 ) to plot. 

inspiration.

jackie burkhart – that 70s show

georgina sparks – gossip girl

cordelia chase – buffy the vampire slayer

tahani al-jamil – the good place

regina george – mean girls

rosalie hale – twilight

kathryn merteuil – cruel intentions

veruca salt – charlie & the chocolate factory

background.

before birth – margot’s mom is not nobility. she’s a prostitute that charles vanderbilt used to spend some time with illicitly – until she became pregnant. threatening to sue or expose his scandal if he didn’t take care of the child, the vanderbilt family takes an extended vacation in europe and comes back with a beautiful baby girl. margot’s adoptive mother hates her, hates being reminded of her husband’s infidelity, and to her father, she is a lasting mistake from his past.

age 1 – regardless, charles and lauren vanderbilt claim her to protect their reputation and the whole world believes margot is their daughter. margot doesn’t understand why her parents treat her like an imposter.

age 7 – margot and her nanny walk around downtown, by saks and bendels, and you look at dresses on the upper east side. margot loves the glitter, the sparkles. she dreams of the day she can wear dresses like that and she fills notebooks with drawings of them.

age 8 – it’s clear that her dad hates her. he tells her himself, “you don’t belong here”…no matter what margot wears and no matter what other people think, her father knows where she comes from. she’s not the favorite, of course not. her older brother is the favorite, he’s from real money. her brother can do no wrong. no matter how much he misbehaves and no matter how good margot is, it doesn’t matter. she works hard to prove herself, but nothing works. naturally, her older brother is the only one who is on her side, he sticks up for her, looks out for her...and she can’t help but resent him a little for it as she grows older.

age 11 – on her eleventh birthday, her parents tell her the truth before they go on vacation without her. only behind closed doors does her father tell her how much he loves her. it’s a lonely existence, feeling like even if someone does love her, she isn’t WORTHY of it. she’s a bit rebellious at this age, missing class, making bad marks, but this incident is a wake up call. she realizes how much she really wants to belong, and she wants to prove that she can run with the richest, despite who her mother may be.

age 14 – margot’s learned. she’s learned how to sit up tall, act confident, smile pretty. she knows what’s in fashion, she knows how to throw a party. she knows how to talk and walk and dress. she knows how to fit in. margot sits on the met steps at lunch. margot earns great marks and brings them home and her father smiles. he smiles. but then her brother brings home bs and her father takes him out to dinner. if she wants them to love her, she will have to work harder.

age 16 – now when margot shops and bendels and saks, she tries the dresses on. she loves buying dresses and altering them in her room. her style and creativity are perhaps the things that give her the most joy. soon, she quits improving on what already exists and starts wearing her own designs. most people think they’re couture without asking.

age 17 – money is all well and good, but what keeps you popular? parties. charisma. drugs. margot makes connections with the drug dealers around town and she holds them close. people learn that inviting margot means inviting the party. if she can’t get her parents attention, she will make her entire prep school adore her. and she does.

age 18 – it’s margot’s senior year. her portfolio has secured her a place at fashion institute, she’s at a different party every weekend, attending a different event. she feels she’s finally earned her father’s approval and her spot at the upper east side, after 12 long years. then at a party, a freshman somehow gets their hands on a little too much blow and he can’t handle it. the kid will never be the same and everyone’s pointing figures. when it seems like all is lost, that she’s going to have to forgo her whole future and all she’s worked for, margot’s troublemaking brother steps up and takes the blame. daddy’s money gets him community service and a year at rehab and no one bats an eye. 

age 20 – two years at the fashion institute under her belt and she’s being kept busy. margot’s the shining star now, the favorite child – after all, she’s the one achieving success and contributing to her parents’ good reputation. who knew that it would only take one little lie to step to the top of the chain. she loves her life, she loves her world. and that’s all that matters now.

age 22 – after returning from a valentino internship in italy, margot is back, splitting her time between classes and working with catherine holstein. while she works, she’s working on presenting her very first independent line, which is highly anticipated due to margot’s industry connections. she’s managed to put her past behind her and she’ll do what it takes to stay on top. she’ll do anything to feel loved, like she belongs.

personality.

AMBITIOUS – she’s a slytherin-capricorn bitch that we all love to hate, honestly, she fits the stereotypes perfectly. she would never sell herself short or undervalue her own hard work, she knows that she’s important and clever, and she sets her sights high. perhaps that’s part of what draws people to margot a lot of the time : she’s a world-changer, you can FEEL that energy when you’re around her. 

DETERMINED – along the same vein, pretty much, margot is someone you can count on because she gets shit done. essentially, this makes her a powerful ally, a good person to have on your side, but an extremely dangerous enemy. she is someone that follows through, and if she starts a fight, she will finish it. 

CHARISMATIC – she might be crazy, but damn ! she’s fun ! born with big blue eyes and a charming smile, it’s more than good looks that margot uses to win people over. she’s fairly clever and she knows how to have a good time. also, she’s a bit of a gossip – the type of person who likes to know everything about everyone, and a good person to chat to if you need to know something. she’ll ask you for secrets in return, though, of course.

SELF-CENTERED – when you feel like you’re the worst, you have to act like you’re the best. margot’s entire mindset revolves around herself either way, whether it’s self-deprecating or self-obsessed, she’s always going to be her first priority in thought. 

DETACHED – naturally, margot’s life hasn’t been easy, and due to growing up in a household where she never really received love or affection, she can be quite detached with other people, finding it hard to become really invested in relationships because she fears getting hurt. it can be difficult to form a genuine connection with someone like margot. 

INSECURE – god, what does a pretty rich girl have to be so insecure about it ? honestly, it sickens me and i hate her, but it’s hugely due to the fact that she knows she’s a FRAUD. she doesn’t belong in the vanderbilt family, she’s never quite fit in, and she’s always had to work twice as hard to prove to herself that she belongs among her peers. 

headcanons.

margot is fun, flirty, and the life of the party and most times. she essentially needs attention to survive but she knows how to get it.

margot is a creative soul and is always thinking of what’s next. she draws inspiration from the city, the people in her life, and the world around her.

she is a bit of a snob and looks down on others that aren’t from money or power. this is because she’s insecure about where she’s from.

it isn’t common knowledge that she isn’t her father’s daughter. the whole family keeps it under wraps and she doesn’t talk about it. no one knows she was conceived while her mother was a whore in brooklyn.

her favorite designer is chanel.

her aesthetic is : glossed lips, sparkles, warm chai tea, chanel no 5, an armful of shopping bags, a diamond charm bracelet, champagne, and bubbly pop music.

she’s a really unfaithful attention ho. committed relationships don’t work for her, she can’t keep her eyes on one person for long. love is a ruse to her and a means to an end.

margot has a gluten intolerance, which she breaks on special occasions, but it makes her feel super sick. she does not have celiac though.

she has a fluffy white cat named chai that she got for christmas three years ago, that’s her best friend. 

wanted connections.

best friends – margot’s ride or die, the serena to her blair, the one she couldn’t live without. i think because of how margot is, they’d definitely have their fair share of fights but only because they love each other so fiercely.

squad – you know what’s up, a gang of friends that might either be loyal or not-so-much, but they’re getting brunch after a big night out, shopping together, blowing up the group chats. so on. 

frenemies – these two do not like each other at all but they pretend to be besties around decent company, maybe their parents are close or they have friends in common but they’re secretly rooting for each other’s demise. 

married couple friends – these are friends that are so close that they’re practically a married couple?? i’d love to do a platonic thing with this, where they fight and get on to each other like they’re married but love each other like it too. lil grandparents of their friend group. 

on/off relationship – these two were probably each other’s first love and they have sort of a toxic attachment. i feel like margot keeps going back to this person only because she feels like no one else will love her like that and so it’s just a big mess and she gets super jealous to see them with someone else so she’s always scheming and yeah, super fucking toxic. 

past secret relationship – margot pretty much had her sexual awakening with this girl, discovered that she was bisexual, but when margot refused to come out, things went badly between them and they cut things off. we can decide what things are like now, whether your character is bitter that margot chose her rep over her or is understanding. 

can you keep a secret? – this person’s sibling was the one who overdosed at a vanderbilt party. their sibling is never the same and this person hates margot’s brother (and potentially margot) because of this. however, margot would definitely want to be close to this person to help control the conversation and sway suspicion, but she would feel extremely guilty around them. 

will they/won’t they – a relationship similar to early chuck/blair where they know they have feelings for one another but are too averse to relationships and enjoy the chase too much to actually ever be together. a lot of cat and mouse. 

crushing – someone who has a crush on margot, probably because they’re fascinated with the idea of her and not her true problematic self. she’d probably be mean to them and i’d love to plot this out long enough for that crush to turn to hatred once they do know her.

one night stand – maybe after a few too many drinks at a party, margot and this person hooked up. (whether they were enemies or friends beforehand can be decided through plotting.) 

overseas – while margot and this person were abroad together one summer, they got into some crimes and got in trouble with the international police. margot considers your character a liability and has avoided them since, disregarding the fun times they had. 

ex-friendship – after what happened senior year, margot was coping really badly. she had a brief flingt/friendship/etc with this person and they really saw her at her darkest, but she cut them out when she realized they were a bad influence on her. this doesn’t have to be romantic/sexual, but it could be. 

set-up – their parents are trying to set the two up relentlessly since they think they’d be a good match. margot and this person likely aren’t a fan of this and maybe aren’t a fan of each other either?? but still, they’re forced together, arm in arm at every charity gala.

friends with benefits – a relationship that margot probably uses to kill time, to ignore pain, so forth. the two have a lot of fun together, which is why margot enjoys this and them, but they’re intent on keeping it casual. 

enemies – these two are long-time enemies and at each other’s necks at every turn, maybe there’s some family history there, too. i’m a sucker for a splash of sexual tension, so i love the idea that margot could be attracted to them & hate herself for that a bit bc she thinks your muse totally sucks.

[yocalio]

[vandcrbilt]

nova.

closed starter for @vandcrbilt​

     “i’ve been on the hunt for a new pink leather jacket. i’ve got one from balmain but it’s more of a blazer type, you know?” her head tilts on her lounge chair as she looks over at margot. they’ve spent the last little while outside because nova had invited her over for a pool day/girls night as a thank you for the beautiful dress that margot had designed for her last event. it was such a hit, and one of the many reasons why she appreciates margot so much. “i think i want one that’s-” eyebrows pull together as she hears a rumble, the skies getting a little bit darker,  “more of a day to day….” again, she’s trailing off as droplets of water hit her skin. it’s sprinkling at first but all of a sudden there’s a louder storm and the rain immediately gets more aggressive. “oh, for fuck’s sake…” she’s speaking loudly to try to complete with the storm as she scrambles out of her chair to grab them fresh new white towels, handing one over to margot before she covers herself with her own. “as great of a story it would be to survive a lightning strike, let’s go in, yeah?” she laughs as she starts her run across the yard and back to the house. 

– “IS THAT A REQUEST, NOVA?” MARGOT SITS UP SLIGHTLY IN HER CHAIR, reaching for her drink beside her. “ you invite me over to celebrate a piece just to ask me for another ? ” she lowers raises her sunglasses over her head so that nova can get a full look at the expression, which is teasing. margot knows that she could make it happen, and if so, of course she would want nova alvarez to wear it. preferably when she’s spotted with some new beau, someone to ingite the tabloids and get her work on every celebrity gossip blog in america. you can’t say margot doesn’t think ahead ! her thoughts come to a slight halt when the rain starts pouring, an outraged gasp escaping her lips as they duck and run for cover. she wraps it around herself, freezing. “ you DO NOT have to ask me twice, ” because her hair is in serious danger right now. her margarita, left on the side table, is an unfortunate casualty of the sudden storm. 

[littlemusings]

[photo credit]

[vandcrbilt]

daniel.​

     he doesn’t love that she’s acting like she won this round and he rolls his eyes. “oh look, some more manners! i’m almost proud of you, vanderbilt.” with that, he’s walking towards the counter and he can almost feel the stares of the people that are looking between him and margot, even catches the girl in front of him peeking a glance between them. of course he knows not to acknowledge it because that would just lead to creating more of a scene, so instead he’s got that charming smile on again as he holds up his card and offers to pay for that girl in front of him before ordering margot’s stuff and a coffee for himself. just like that, it feels like he’s in the clear, chatting her up while they wait and then waving the blushing girl off with a polite goodbye before he sets margot’s croissant and latte down in front of her. “enjoy.” he smirks a bit, unable to contain the snarky comments: “try your best not to choke on the croissant, okay? this table’s already put on quite the show for everyone.” 

– MARGOT ROLLS HER EYES AND TRIES NOT TO WATCH HIM AS HE WALKS TOWARD THE COUNTER, trying to feign an air of disinterest as she goes back to her notes. she’d like him to think that this was barely a blip in her day, that this has left no real effect on her when really it’s tanked her mood and she’ll be thinking about it all week. to his credit – or demerit – margot can really hold a grudge. she practically SEETHES watching him flirt with another girl at the counter because this was not supposed to be fun for him, shifts uncomfortably in her seat. he’s definitely doing it to bother her, because that girl is in a cheap dress that looks like it’s from a place like zara and she’s clearly fawning over him, so the girl also has no taste. if he’s doing it to bother her, it kind of works. still, her expression is cool when he returns to the table, a glance up at him like she’s BORED of his presence. she’s still not going to eat the croissant. “ and whose fault is that ? ” she quips, turning the page of her notebook. “ you can go now, daniel, ” she waves her hand in the opposite direction to dismiss him before lifting the latte to her lips. if she never sees him again, it’ll be too soon – but the upper east side isn’t as big as the movies would have you believe. they’ll be on gossip girl by noon. 

[vandcrbilt]

alexis.

     “that makes it even better!” she just imagines him relaying all of this to his friends just for them to tell him that they think he’s either a ridiculous liar or that he was likely tripping on something and dreaming it up. “ooooh playing dirty… i like it.” she winks, setting the bottle down so that she can fix her hair and touch up her red lips, before she’s strutting through the entrance again. just because margot can’t hear it doesn’t mean that she’s about to put any less effort into the game. she starts off by telling him how dashingly handsome he looks tonight, throws in a giggle for good measure as he compliments her, she can see him look around at that point too, probably trying to evaluate whether or not he’s going to end up in the dog house later tonight. he seems to decide that he’s in the clear though and suddenly she’s got his full attention again, and alexis? she’s acting like she’s completely captivated by him; lightly brushing her fingers down his arm, and that flirty little smile is ever present on her face as he takes her phone to put his number into it and then she’s leaving him with a promise that she’ll call him later. then, she’s spinning right back around to head outside, laughing again as she nears margot. “this man really thinks that he’s got a chance tonight. he said ‘call me when you’re getting out of here’.” she shakes her head, holding out her phone for margot to look at the newly added contact. 

– MARGOT’S EYES SPARKLE WITH MISCHIEF AS SHE NODS : “ exactly, babe. ” honestly, that’s the way she likes it, and it’s not like she’d want it getting around that something like that were true ! a girl like margot vanderbilt doesn’t make out with the catering staff, at least, she’d prefer that you didn’t think that about her. there’s a reason she puts on many faces. margot’s surprised that alexis is so quick to go for it, if she doesn’t share her doubts then she could be setting herself up for rejection...but that’s another reason they get on so well, they’re usually on the same page & they share this loud confidence ( which occassionally causes a clash, but tonight it’s quite FUN. ) margot half-observes as she takes another swig from the bottle, watching alexis work her magic. it’s effortless, the man doesn’t even HESITATE before presenting her with his number. “ of course he did, he’s hoping he can dip CASUALLY without his wife-to-be finding out. men are disgusting, ” margot snorts, “ we should definitely send that to gossip girl. ” he deserves humiliation, and the poor girl deserves to know what she’s getting into, after all. 

[vandcrbilt]

starter for @fearlcssfm​

– “IS THAT YOURS?” MARGOT ASKS. she’s obviously not going to TOUCH the floor, this is a club – who do you think she is ? but at least she’s polite enough to stop a woman on the way out of the women’s restroom. 

[hithewalls]

[vandcrbilt]

blair.

𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐑    𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍    …    𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍    𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑    ! 

“    look    ,    i’m    kinda    in    a    rush    so    do    you    mind    speeding    this    story    up    a    bit    ?    ”    @gossipstarters​

– “AS IF YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHOSE TIME MATTERS, BLAIR?” margot retorts, eyebrows rising on her forehead as if she dares him to keep challenging her. “ listen, ” she lowers her voice and looks at him with pleading eyes, “ act like you’re very interested for FIVE more minutes until kevin kramer finds some other poor girl to hit on ? if he comes up to me, i’ll have to entertain him because he works with my father, and frankly, he’s an ass – well, a bigger one than you are. ” 

[vandcrbilt]

daniel.

     he’s bracing himself for the consequences of his actions, so when she doesn’t immediately lash out, he’s a bit caught off guard. he knows he shouldn’t be getting too comfortable, but his own gaze flickers down to her lips as she speaks, mouth parting to answer her but the words are sucked - slapped - right out of him and his jaw drops a bit instead. there’s a moment there when he just blinks, as if trying to figure out if that had really just happened but the sting on his cheek is proof enough that it did. he’s sure that it’s probably red, but, somehow, that smirk is right back on his face. “don’t flatter yourself, vanderbilt.” fingers run through his hair as he eases back a bit more to give them both some space. “it would be more like a nightmare.” he’s also just now remembering that they aren’t alone, that they’re in quite a public place - there were likely eyes on them during this entire ordeal. he stands up, tossing the croissant into the trashcan. “although, i think you might’ve just earned yourself a dry as hell croissant.” he’s only giving in now because he does owe her for taking the old one, and because he is sure that she’s not going to enjoy it anyway. “and that latte, because i’m feeling generous.” 

– THERE’S JUST A SLIGHT TWITCH OF HER LIPS AS HE LEANS BACK. he can call it a nightmare all he wants, but she knows the way he looked at her in that moment...granted, she should probably feel more repulsed than she is right now, but she will focus on the satisfaction of winning an argument. she doesn’t have to flatter herself, the way he’s looked at her is enough. she straightens up, fixing her posture when she remembers that she’s in public company and heads have turned at the sound of her hand against his cheek. it’s a reminder that she did lose her poise, forget herself around him – so, maybe there isn’t a clear winner of this fight after all. “ that’s what i thought. thank you, daniel, ” she says – using those MANNERS he’d so asked for before she leans back in her seat with a smug expression on her lips. margot reopens her notebook to the page that she was at and her heartbeat steadies the farther away that he is from her. there’s a gentle flick of her fingertips to send him on his way before she looks down at her notes. 

[desperate-housewives]

[vandcrbilt]

starter for @angelicxm​ / for angel​

– “YOU CAN SIT, IF YOU LIKE,” she says, gesturing to the seat next to her in the diner. it’s an insanely late hour, but she ditched her date once the ‘cool place’ he’d been talking about had turned out to be this gross dive bar and weird concert in brooklyn. “ as long as i can use your phone. mine’s dead. ” 

[growaglow]

[hithewalls]

casimere : What is symmetry

[vandcrbilt]

alexis.

     “okay, yeah, i’ll take that. i like that even more.” a flip of her hair, and a small giggle; the sentiments are mutual, of course. she adores margot, thinks the world of her. if she didn’t, they wouldn’t be here right now. alexis nods her head, her brain already starting to work on ways that they could fuck with him. getting dirt on him would be easy, it would take a couple of taps against her phone and she was sure that they’d have some piping hot tea in minutes. “that will be our next mission then!” she’s excited for it and she knows that they could get something extra juicy if they worked together. but, she’s willing to put that plan on the back burner for the night. this would be a mission for another day. she giggles, filled with excitement, knowing that the girl’s about to commit to the dare. “go get him, tiger.” oh, how she wishes she were a bit closer so she could hear what was being said, but she knows that it would completely give it away so she stays seated on the bench, smile growing as she watches that entire scene go down like she’s at a damn cinema. margot is quite the actress too, she’s sure that anyone that didn’t know any better might even think that they were witnessing a moment between two lovers. there’s a small squeal that escapes as margot walks back to her, her arms going up as she fully commits to the cheer. “that’s how it’s done, ba-byyy!” a hand lifts to her mouth as she laughs. “you really did just make his entire life. bet he’s going to go home and tell all his friends all about it.” she teases, holding out the bottle for the blonde. “not because you didn’t do an amazing job, but, you know, tequila kills germs.” she’s sure that she’s in for it now with her dare but she’s excited for it either way. 

– SHE KNOWS THE SERVER CAN HEAR ALEXIS SHOUTING AT HER, but there’s no care in the world because she’s floating on tequila and adrenaline and he’s an inconsequential man that she’ll have all but forgotten about tomorrow. the laugh that escapes her lips is loud and carefree, and in other company she might attempt to muffle it but around alexis there is no attempt to hide her joy. “ please, as if any of his friends are going to BELIEVE him ? ” she laughs, the primary reason she hadn’t been too worried about going through with it. if someone like him tried to get that story going, everyone would think he’d made it up ! “ thank you, ” she accepts the bottle of tequila gratefully, because it’s clear that the wager doesn’t matter – it’s all about the game, the shots weren’t the punishment, it was the shame of backing down from a challenge. margot throws it back and that’s how she knows she’s drunk, because there’s hardly any burn, and she sets it back down a little clumsily, though she feels cool and effortless while doing it. “ okay, your turn, ” margot hums, trying to think of something that requires equal or MORE effort to what she’s just exerted. she glances back at the party. “ see, miles wharton over there ? flirt with him and see if he’ll give you his number. ” it’s a personal experiment for margot, because he got engaged yesterday and she thinks he’s so full of shit. 

[vandcrbilt]

daniel.

      “margot,” he sighs right back, lips pressing together to hold back his laughter because he’s looking forward to hearing her retort. his eyes are drawn to her nails due to the tapping but they move back upwards as she goes off. “oh, good, she does know how to say ‘please’.” his gaze shifts to the croissant momentarily before they land on her eyes again. “that sounds bit kinky.” a smirk as he reaches out to ease the croissant down, inching even closer to her, his voice dropping. “are you into that kind of thing?” now he isn’t stupid, he knows he’s very much at risk of getting seethingly hot coffee or a plate smashed over his head but he can’t really help it, can he? it’s not like he’s always like this. usually he’ll try his best to behave around people, because it’s easier to manage people that way, to mold their view of him. there’s just something about margot that makes that impossible, but he’s definitely not complaining either when it means he gets this kind of entertainment out of it. 

– LIPS PART SLIGHTLY AT HIS REACTION, caught momentarily off-guard in her rage. it’s not that she’s attracted to any part of it, just caught off-guard at the way he eases her hand down and lowers his tone of voice to be utterly CRASS ! maybe this is how he talks to his brooklyn hook-ups or other girls of ill-consequence, but this is not how someone of her caliber should be spoken to. margot’s careful about it, though, understands that they’re playing a game. “ oh, is that it ? ” her tone comes across as soft and sultry, taking advantage of the closeness of their faces. she’s a good actress ( so she claims ) , and her gaze will flicker to the shape of his lips momentarily, adding to the already building tension. “ you really want to know what gets me hot ? ” she might be a prim and proper girl in front of her parents, but she knows how to play dirty. a delicate hand rises to his cheek, like she might caress it and pull him closer, but the smack comes quick instead, hard enough that she might have to wring her hand out if she weren’t trying to play it cool – though it’s quite the obvious, anyone who knows margot would know that she’s let her emotions get the best of her here. “ in your fucking dreams, serrano. even if we were the last people on earth, you wouldn’t stand a chance. ” 

[f3cbd1]