The weekend arrived slowly to Penny, but quite quickly for Demetria.
To Penny, because she couldn't bear being in the proximity of Calvin and couldn't wait to run, and for Demetria because she enjoyed her work.
Penelope stared at her reflection one last time before Demetria dragged her out of the apartment like a determined storm wrapped in lipstick and noise.
Today, they were going out.
“You’re not staying inside to overthink a man,” Demetria declared, already halfway into her heels. “Christ, Penny! All you do is daydream about him all day.”
“I don't daydream about him,” Penelope muttered, with her face flaming red.
“You were staring at the ceiling like it was your long lost lover."
“…I was just resting.”
“Resting my foot. Let’s go.”
And just like that, Penelope was ushered into
