I miss Agatha. Sue me for saying so, but I do.
She was my only female friend at Watford, and as much as I love Simon and Baz, it was nice to have someone I could just... be a girl with. I don't mean shopping and things. I just mean... doing things like we did two Christamases ago; decorating gingerbread and ignoring the world. It was fun.
After our television programme ends, I call Micah, making sure my bedroom door is securely shut. He picks up after the first ring.
Crowley it's good to hear his voice. I picture his face-- looking naked and perfect without his glasses on-- moving with the two syllables. The way his eyes light up when he says my name. I feel myself relax a bit.
"Hey," I breathe, sinking onto my bed.
"Everything okay, Pen?" He asks-- I can hear the smile in his voice, hidden by the concern. I let out a sigh, wishing he could be here or I could be there. I miss him.
"Not really..." I reply quietly, fiddling with my hair. I hear him close a door, then hear the familiar, faint creak of his mattress.
"Tell me everything."
So I do. I tell him about Agatha's phone call. About the looks on Simon and Baz's faces when I told them she was coming. About how pissed they are. About how pissed I am. By the time I'm finished I regret phoning him-- since when am I a "venter"?
"Penny... it'll work itself out. They'll see. You'll see. Everything will be fine. Besides, she's not staying for very long, so she can't inflict too much damage on the off-chance it does go badly, right?"
I can't help but smile a little.
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Simon Snow and Basilton Grimm-Pitch; the self-proclaimed super villain that almost ate up all magic and the world's friendliest, least-bloodthirsty vampire. Together they make a bit of an odd couple, but there is no doubt that they are desperately...