Fics like i'll put your poison in my veins

“Okay, someone tell me right the fuck now what is going on.” He whirls on Margo and Julia, nearly stumbling again over unfamiliar feet in converse sneakers. “Why am I passed out on the couch? Wearing a reject from Hot Topic’s t-shirt wall, with hair that clearly hasn’t seen conditioner—or even a fucking shower—in far too long? And if I’m in Quentin’s body, then—where the fuck is he?” Margo sighs, taking his arm and leading him back to the couch. Julia sits in a yellow chair next to him, across from the couch where he—his body—is laying. “It’s a body swap spell,” Margo says bluntly. “Quinn brought us this book, and Q found the spell in it, Julia figured out how to modify it, and now you’re here, in Q’s body, and he’s—” She cuts off, glancing over at Eliot’s body. Eliot follows her gaze, and his entire body tensing. “He’s where, Margo?” “We’re pretty sure he’s wherever you were,” Julia says, glancing down at the-Eliot-that-isn’t. What if, while Eliot was possessed by the monster, the gang found a body swap spell? And then used it?

Fics like i'll put your poison in my veins

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