#this is garbage omf

“Y’know, it’s weird, my boyfriend was saying the same thing to me earlier today,” Penny remarked to the man beside her at the bar, a vacant expression on her face, pointedly holding her rum and coke closer to her chest to avoid being roofied.  Quickly scanning her surroundings as if searching for an escape route, she noticed a familiar face walking in her general direction.  Bingo.  “Ronan, babe, there you are!” She smiled widely at him as he started to pass by, sticking out an arm to stop him.  “I was just talking about you,” she tilted her head towards the man, urging Ronan to play along with a quirk of her eyebrow.