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Though she'd had a night already, it was going to take a hell of a lot of time before Penny got used to going to bed alone, and she knew it. She could probably count on one hand the number of nights she had gone to sleep by herself since getting serious with Gideon, and now she was going to have years of it, a thought which, now that she was away ( Read more... ) -
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While Penny was still convinced that this was definitely her least favorite wedding tradition, it wasn't enough to stop her from doing it, and she was a good deal more relaxed now that she was here and settled at Eden's. All she needed next was for it to actually sink in that in less than twenty-four hours, she would be married. There was still a ( Read more... ) -
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It wasn't the first time and probably wouldn't be the last that Penny had witnessed something showing up that shouldn't have been there. Rumor had it that it happened to everyone, after all. Still, there was no way she ever could have prepared for it happening again, and all things considered, nothing she could think of would have been worse than ( Read more... ) -
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Having decided that most of her own records wouldn't have anything good for their dance for the wedding, if only because she'd had prior relationships with a good number of the artists involved, Penny had ventured up to the Compound to look for some new records, and finding herself unable to recognize most of them, she'd settled on taking a big ( Read more... ) -
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It was a little earlier than Penny was usually awake, but for once, she really didn't mind that. Being here for so long had got her in the habit of sleeping late. Now, she was too anxious, though certainly not in a bad way. There was too much to take care of, to fill him in on, and besides that, it'd been nearly two damn years since she'd seen him ( Read more... )