"There's a spot backstage that's pretty secluded. I mean it's loud, but that's good, right?"
Because god knows Penelope doesn't want anyone to know about this. The lack of preamble might be a hint as to how she's planning on pursuing this-- exactly the way she pursues basically all of her encounters with men. She doesn't want to know his name, doesn't want to be his friend, doesn't even want to remember what he looks like a couple hours from now. As simple as possible. Streamlined. That's a nice, non-slutty word. It's almost professional.
Yeah. That's what she is. A professional sex-haver-- oh god no that's not right at all. You know what, it doesn't matter. She is young and he is hot, the music is loud and the drinks are free. That is when magic happens. And she should know.
(If she feels any predatory vibes coming from his direction, she assumes they mean completely the opposite. She has no idea what she's just come on to.)
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Because god knows Penelope doesn't want anyone to know about this. The lack of preamble might be a hint as to how she's planning on pursuing this-- exactly the way she pursues basically all of her encounters with men. She doesn't want to know his name, doesn't want to be his friend, doesn't even want to remember what he looks like a couple hours from now. As simple as possible. Streamlined. That's a nice, non-slutty word. It's almost professional.
Yeah. That's what she is. A professional sex-haver-- oh god no that's not right at all. You know what, it doesn't matter. She is young and he is hot, the music is loud and the drinks are free. That is when magic happens. And she should know.
(If she feels any predatory vibes coming from his direction, she assumes they mean completely the opposite. She has no idea what she's just come on to.)