#itspenelopeh

It was hard to say whether Michael felt more angry, or sad as he stood there in his suit, watching Penny sit alone for a date that, it was becoming clearer as the minutes turned to hours, wouldn’t be showing up. Michael knew very well that Isaac was a busy individual with a lot on his plate, but how he had managed to forget that he’d asked Penny on this date, even after paying for people to set up the table in the clearing, paying the chef to prepare the food, and paying Michael himself to show up to the play the cello throughout dinner, Michael couldn’t really understand. Busy or not, it was a dick move, and it annoyed Michael to say the least; especially since he knew that Penny had been looking forward to this a great deal. Closing his cello away in it’s case, he stood there watching her sadly for a moment as he hesitated with whether he should go over and talk to her, although eventually, he opted to do so. Pulling off his suit jacket and hanging it off the back of his chair which was across the table from where Penny was sitting, he sank into it, exhaling a soft sigh. “So.. the waiter told me that the food will be out in about ten minutes but uh...you don’t have to stay you know.” He said softly with a small shake of his head. “You...you should go home, get into your pajamas, and eat some ice cream. I can stay. I can make sure everything gets cleaned up here.”