With all that over, we teleported to the front gate and entered. Marg didn't teleport straight inside. Actually, she never did. I guess she was just being considerate.
But this was our house and there was no need to be considerate- at least I felt that way.
We went in, and the first thing I noticed was that there was some sort of fragrance in the air.
Someone was cooking.
'Wait, the guy did say there was food in the fridge.' I was so excited to shop with Marg that I forgot about this part. This whole house was literally stacked with stuff.
We climbed the stairs and for some reason Marg's expression was blank. She was not in a great mood, no.
A cultured chapter is on its way. *insert smug emoji*
I'll be out tomorrow, so not sure if I'll be able to release or not, but I assure you, it'll be spicy and we'll be moving onto the tournament and the actual fight just some chaps later. There's been a bit of development on Marg's end though. You'll understand soon enough (in 2-3 chaps maybe?).