Lucy Carrigan (
radicalize) wrote2008-04-10 12:47 pm
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It was early Thursday afternoon when Lucy stopped by Penny's bus. She still hadn't found a dress yet -- mostly, she got things in fluorescent colors, things that belonged more on the streets in the East Village than at a ball held by Jane Bennet and Anne Boleyn -- and, as a last resort, she figured there would be no harm in seeing if Penny had anything that might be wearable.
The door of the bus was open and there was music playing, so after standing outside for a few seconds, she decided to take the other girl up on her open invitation and just walk right in. "Hey, Penny?" she called out hesitantly as she climbed up the few stairs to the inside. "You here?" It seemed like a fairly nonsensical question to ask, but it was courtesy all the same.
The door of the bus was open and there was music playing, so after standing outside for a few seconds, she decided to take the other girl up on her open invitation and just walk right in. "Hey, Penny?" she called out hesitantly as she climbed up the few stairs to the inside. "You here?" It seemed like a fairly nonsensical question to ask, but it was courtesy all the same.