penn’s smile widened the slightest bit as her finger’s grazed his hand, almost taking on a boyish quality. “i’ve been called worse,” he joked, taking a sip of his smoothie. “most people just call me penn, though.” he let himself get a good look at her now that they were face to face. there were plenty of good looking people on the lot, but there was something different about her; he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. “so does this pretty face have a name to go with it, or are you gonna make me guess?”

penn smirked, his eyes lighting up mischievously; one of his favorite past times was getting under bean’s skin. “i think we both know i’m the farthest thing from a boy scout, beano.” he took a few steps closer, arms crossing over his chest. “they added an extra wing just for me; can’t deny the public all of this,” he said, gesturing to himself.

moving through the lot during the morning rush, penn held his smoothie close to his chest -- though most of the others moved around him without him having to tilt in the slightest. not everyone moved, though, and his shoulder collided with someone else’s. he saw their phone fly through the air, and with his quick reflexes caught it before it could tumble to the ground. he turned to the person -- a pretty girl he’d seen before around the lot -- and gave her his most charming smile. “you dropped this,” he said, holding the phone out to her; admittedly not his best line, but it would do. // @ebitfield

fresh out of the gym with a sheen of sweat making his skin glow, penn adjusted the bag on his shoulder, eyes gliding over the familiar figure in front of him. “heading in?” he asked, head tilting slightly to the side. “by the looks of it, you could use a session or six. going a little heavy on the sweets, jelly bean?” // @bean-hood