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Margaux was having a little mental pity party--which really was more of her planning out her evening with a bottle of vodka or whatever alcohol she feels like nabbing at the bar later, when Desiree spoke and interrupted her thoughts, though by the time Margaux had paid attention, Desiree was halfway through talking. Really all Margaux ended up catching were the words "Until we can move, or they do" which, she almost didn't hear as well due to how Desiree whispered it as if she would get in trouble or something. Margaux sighed audibly. When was it going to get into the brunette's thick head that there was nothing they could do, that Rion had already done what he could've done to try and stop it but he just simply couldn't--though Margaux has no concrete proof that their leader really did something, but the blue-haired boy claimed it and that was enough for her; Margaux trusted Hyperion without question.

She was about to berate Desiree for her words when an all too familiar voice entered her ears. "Hello" Instead of looking to the direction of where the voice came from, Margaux directed her eyes at Hyperion once more. The drummer already knew who it was, what she needed to know was how their lead was going to react. As she tried to read the expression on the male's face, she heard the same voice speak once more. "It's so nice to see all of you again" She then felt someone lean closer to her, attempting to hug her. It was only at this point did Margaux look at person that just arrived. Eirian Keegan. She narrowed her eyes at her. "What are you--" Before she could complete what she was saying however, Hyperion spoke up and her eyes immediately darted to him. "Yes, so nice." The raven-haired drummer raised an eyebrow. She didn't understand why they were all playing nice with each other. Did something happen before all of this? Did they no longer feel any animosity towards the other? Somehow Margaux doubted it.

Moments later their former leader came into the picture as well. The difference with his arrival was that, unlike the Keegan, Maxwell chose not to acknowledge any of them and only directed his words to Eirian. Normally being ignored would've annoyed her, but given their situation and history, Margaux couldn't help but be somewhat thankful for Maxwell's decision. Ignoring seemed like a simple solution to their little room situation, however she knew that it wasn't that easy. She couldn't help but wonder how long the red-haired male could continue to ignore them. Margaux was almost tempted to stir trouble just to break the boy's composure.

The raven-haired drummer was about to step away from her former band-mate when she froze as another familiar voice caught her ear. This time, she couldn't help but look at the direction of the source. Just as she had expected she saw him, her dear brother, Hayden Lee, making his way towards their expanding little group. Marguax was speechless. Seeing her brother again brought emotions inside her. She didn't know how to handle them exactly. Rage, sadness, and admiration all melded together into one sick feeling. One thing was for sure though, she needed to get out of the uncomfortable hug that Eirian was giving her--one that she didn't return of course. Margaux gently grabbed her former band-mate's shoulders and gently pushed her away as she took a step back from her. Once there was distance between them, she quickly dropped her hands from her shoulders.

"What are we standing around here for?" Hayden spoke. Margaux couldn't help but direct her sight towards him as he did. Like the red-head, her blond brother chose to ignore them as well. She couldn't help but feel a little hurt at that. With Maxwell it was nothing, even comforting, to be ignored. But with Hayden it was a different story. She didn't want to be ignored by him. It almost felt as if... as if it was Hyperion that was ignoring her. Margaux shook her head. That's so wrong. Rion isn't Hayden and Hayden isn't Rion.

"Right, about that... there was a mix-up in the room arrangements. Our band will take the room. We arrived here first and we've been in the industry longer, so we deserve it. The staff can find you another room, I'm sure." It was Rion that spoke up this time. Margaux lifted her gaze from the floor and looked at her leader who was gesturing for them to follow him in. She stole a glance at Hayden once more before turning to follow the blue-haired lad into the room.

Upon entering, Margaux made a beeline for the couch and immediately plopped herself on it, taking up all the space that was available. She felt relaxed now as she forced the events that transpired out in the hallway to the back of her mind. Forget about it. Just forget about Go. She started chanting in her head. Needing more of a distraction, Margaux decided it was time for her to get her head into the show today. "Rion, what set are playing to--Is that vodka?" She exclaimed upon catching a glimpse of the said bottle of alcohol. Her eyes lit up at the sight. The drummer was pretty certain of what it was and didn't wait for Hyperion's answer. She took off from where she sat on the sofa and immediately grabbed the bottle vodka. "Just what the doctor ordered!"
 
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