Moonspear that’s just who i am this week.

Of course he took her up on her word because he was Penn and that was what Penn did. She didn’t know how he could be so happy.

Correct that. She didn’t know what the fuck had happened to her, because for some reason, it felt like she could barely feel anything. Something in her was dead and unless she could figure out how to revive it she was stuck here, like this, miserable and incapable of whatever it was he was doing.

She should probably just go. She didn’t know he meant here. And listening while she had no interest in participating wasn’t exactly her idea of a good time. Maybe she could find another place to chill alone.

She got up and began to leave without a word, making her way slowly up the path she’d scaled to come down here.