There was no disguising or hiding the look of hurt that flashed across her face at his cold words. She had waited weeks for this, had agonized over her and hair, and he was all but telling her to leave him alone. Penny tightly folded her arms across her chest and kept her eyes trained on the shoreline ahead. Nemo was drunk she knew, but even drunk he had no reasoning to be like this with her.

"If that's what you want, fine." Penny replied, her tone suprisingly level despite her otherwise racing thoughts. "Enjoy your evening."

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