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[isaac_w]

 Week Name/Date/Time: 'Sometimes You Just Can't Win' / Saturday, September 23rd, 2006 / 9:26 AM
Location: Penny and Thatcher's flat
Open To: Penny
Currently Involving: Isaac

Today was going to be the day. He was finally ready to tell Penny how he felt about her. Isaac wasn't even thinking about how she would react or what she would say in return. He

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[penny_jennings]

Penny was not in the mood to do anything. As a matter of fact, she hadn't done anything yet and probably wouldn't be awake if it wasn't for Treasa needing to be fed. But once she saw that tiny child crying to be fed and flailing around, she couldn't help but start crying herself. After what had happened the night before, Penny couldn't help but feel like utter crap. She'd never felt such hurt from someone that she loved so much. It hurt much more than she'd ever care to admit to herself or to anyone else

[isaac_w]

Hearing the door creak open, Isaac fluttered his eyes open expecting to see the happy face of Penny. He got only half of what he wanted though. He started a bit to feel the way she looked, upset. Something must have happened. Maybe with Thatcher? It was hard to believe that Thatcher would ever be such a pain to a woman though, especially when it was one of his friends. It had to be something else, something more that he couldn't think of at the moment

[penny_jennings]

The apartment felt that way because Penny hadn't quite hit the stage in self pity where she cleaned the house as though she was on drugs. That'd probably be tomorrow afternoon, latest. For now though, the house seemed to be a bit ... under the water, just as Penny was. She hadn't cleaned in a good week and her room was even messier than the rest of the house but alas! That'd change in a couple of days, Monday being the latest.

Penny closed the door and trudged back over to Treasa after Isaac came in and picked her and the bottle back up and started feeding her again. When he asked if something had happened though, Penny nearly dropped the bottle. She didn't think that she looked as bad as she really did and she certainly didn't think she could be read that easily.

"No," she assured both Isaac and herself, "no, I'm fine." Readjusting Treasa and the bottle, she tried to give an encouraging smile to Isaaac even though she really couldn't get one to quite form.

[isaac_w]

"I'd hate to be honest right now, but you don't look fine," Isaac admitted.

His body followed her but his eyes were pulled to look around the room to see the house in dire shambles, practically. If something had happened to Penny a week ago, where was Thatcher to take care of it? They were supposed to be helping each other since they were room mates and friends. This really didn't seem right, so he had to ask. "Where's Thatcher? At the Three Broomsticks?"

At this moment, Isaac was not impressed with Thatcher. He would want to beat him down if he walked into the house just now.

He took a seat on the arm of the couch and watched Penny as she fed the small baby girl in her arms. There was really no other place to sit and talking to Penny was what he came there to do so that was just a good place.