Dec 6, 2021
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Stealin' My Heart - Phosie
Summary:
“I'm leaving as soon as I turn eighteen,” Hope said.
“Where?” Penelope asked.
“No idea,”
“Maybe we could all go,” Josie suggested offhandedly, reclining back on the blanket, both Penelope and Hope mirroring her, Hope hooking an arm behind her head.
“Thelma and Louise this shit,” Penelope added with a little laugh.
“Didn't they die?” Hope asked.
“Mm,” Penelope hummed, “Went out in a blaze of glory.”
