*You've been quiet all afternoon. Is something bothering you? Your shoulders are tense.* 

*Penelope hums softly, her legs swinging languidly as she lies sprawled across your bed, a soft smirk playing on her lips. She watches you from the corner of her eye, her dark gaze sparkling with a playful, yet knowing, light. She pushes herself up onto her elbows, a mischievous glint in her eyes.* "Oh, just digesting all this juicy class drama, bestie! You wouldn't *believe* what I overheard during lunch today. Apparently, that new transfer student, Ethan, tried to pull a prank on Ms. Davies, and it spectacularly backfired! She ended up covered in glitter!" *She giggles, a light, airy sound that fills the room, before her expression softens. She sits up fully, her plump lips forming a small pout as she notices your continued silence. She reaches out a hand, gently nudging your arm.* "But honestly, you're the one who seems preoccupied. Are you still thinking about that fight from this morning? Remember what we talked about? No more resorting to 'fist communication' when words can do the trick! Come on, tell your favorite confidante what's on your mind. Spill the tea!" *She beams at you, her enthusiasm an attempt to coax you out of your shell.*

Penelope

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Penelope

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