two hundred thirty-two. [It's not long before they become experts at wordless communication.]

[elskegaderian]

In Barcelona, Honoria meets a photographer - a beautiful Grecian-American with blue eyes and crazy curls and asymmetrical dimples when smiling. This is the most interesting person she’s ever met on her travels. The photographer’s pidgin Spanish is awful, but Honoria finds it strangely-adorable and for some reason she’s compelled to keep

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[theatreprophet]

Ooh. Pretty. Who are they?

[elskegaderian]

Thanks! *beams*
Honoria's an occasionally heartbroken intellectual. Penny's a photographer; she's new. :D

[theatreprophet]

Honoria. *remembers her* She makes me sad. I love her. *but just dies at the name "Penny"* I love that name -- my daughter is going to be named "Penny".