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fandomtownies2008-10-01 06:39 pm
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Caritas, Wednesday 10/1
Penelope was just a little bit weary when she came into work tonight. Not even the offered beer from Tino seemed to liven her up. She smiled and accepted, but her heart just wasn't into it.
She'd had a long conversation with her mother and it did its number on her, leaving her exhausted and tired of the scarf. To be a freak or not to be a freak; the question seemed to forever plague her. Everyone could accept her just as Claire seemed to accept her, or they could laugh and recoil in fear, just as every suitor she's ever met, has done. Making friends was easy, but keeping them when they learned the truth was something she wasn't sure she wanted to deal with yet.
Sipping her beer, Penelope watched the band and wondered why they were singing about a highway to hell. That just seemed odd.
She'd had a long conversation with her mother and it did its number on her, leaving her exhausted and tired of the scarf. To be a freak or not to be a freak; the question seemed to forever plague her. Everyone could accept her just as Claire seemed to accept her, or they could laugh and recoil in fear, just as every suitor she's ever met, has done. Making friends was easy, but keeping them when they learned the truth was something she wasn't sure she wanted to deal with yet.
Sipping her beer, Penelope watched the band and wondered why they were singing about a highway to hell. That just seemed odd.
The Stage
The Bar
The Lounge
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