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supreme_genius

[RL With 'Scott Calvin' (Frost)]

Dec 26, 2007 19:53

Penelope frantically ran between the trash can and her living room in an attempt to clean up as much of her mess as heavenly possible, but the task wasn't easy. Years of living alone and barely being home long enough to clean was evident in every inch of her apartment. The place was riddled with newspapers from months ago, papers with notes to help ( Read more... )

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wannabesanta December 27 2007, 03:00:47 UTC

Frost was dropped off at the door to her apartment right outside. Appearing like he had bought nothing at all with him, however, not like he needed to carry it. Eyeing around closely he looked for her name on the mailboxes listed outside and and finding the proper doorbell he rang it.

~Ding Dong~

supreme_genius December 27 2007, 19:21:38 UTC

Penelope jumped at the sound of the doorbell. She knew who it was, but she was still a little jumpy at home. She had been attacked here twice so it was only normal for her to be a little cautious. Still, she shut her laptop and unfolded her legs from beneath her as she stood up from the couch. She glanced around her apartment as she approached her door and sighed. Hopefully Scoot wouldn't mind.

She opened the door and smiled at the man on her doorstep. "Hello there, love. Glad you could make it!" She said with a smile.

wannabesanta December 27 2007, 19:51:44 UTC

"Glad I could make it as well, Sugar Plum." Frost grinned back and their was actually to truth to that matter. He barely just escaped the North Pole in one piece, from Mother and Santa, not knowing what they might have done to him if Frost had stuck around. Sad in a way, Christmas Day at the Pole is every so much fun and lots of partying. Speaking of Christmas it still was Christmas and Frost noticed the neighbor was lite up, however, the apartment building seemed to be lacking.

supreme_genius December 27 2007, 19:57:28 UTC

Penelope stepped to the side and ushered Scott to come inside. "Don't worry, sweet cheeks, I promise I don't bite too hard," She said still smiling. Smiling worked. Smiling was the best way to ignore any unhappy feelings one might be feeling. As she looked around her place she couldn't help but remember what Hotch had told her once, she "fills her office with figurines and color to remind herself to smile as the horror fills her screens." Maybe her home was the same way.

"Please don't mind the clutter because its not likely to change anytime soon," She admitted to Scott.

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