Wilhern Mansion; Penelope's Room; Friday evening Fandom Time

[bad_nose_job]

Tomorrow was the wedding. The moment that she was both looking forward to and dreading to the point she felt sick on her stomach. She'd locked her door so that her mother wouldn't bother her this evening. Even she had to understand the calm that she needed. And while it was calm that she wished for, Penelope was far from achieving it.

She sat in the

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[joan_notjane]

After the instructions she got at the picnic, Joan spent the day trying to figure out who she was supposed to pass that message on to.

Finally, in the shower, Penelope came to mind. And the whole nose thing seemed to make sense.

So Joan dialed her number and hoped she wouldn't sound too crazy.

[bad_nose_job]

Penelope heard her phone but it took her a moment to realize that she heard her phone! She scrambled to reach it before her mother's ears heard the unnatural noise coming from her room.

"Hello?" she said, quietly.

[joan_notjane]

"Penelope? Hi, it's Joan."

She noticed the soft voice. "Is this a bad time?"

[bad_nose_job]

"Joan, hi," she replied, sitting down. "No, no. It's fine. I just don't want my mother to hear me."