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The rules of the game were this: get in, get the Slurpee, and get out. Noel was right- it was a Slurpee Woodstock. Yet, even with the rules for fighting the crowd, he- along with Mischa, Ricky, and Constance- were stuck watching Ocean repeatedly try to corral her girlfriend.
When they first met Jane in the warehouse, she was only slightly chaotic. Nothing could prepare them for the ' electric, whirlwind type Pokémon ' that Penny actually was. Ricky's words, not his.
"Do we help Ocean?" Mischa asked, sipping some of Noel's drink.
"Nah... She's fine ." Noel tilted his cup towards him.
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Ocean threw her hands up in the air, turning away- but only for a split second. Truly, her girlfriend was a marvel... both confusing and amusing her to the point of barely comprehending life itself. Ocean leaned against the counter as she watched Penny squeeze through the crowd, refilling her cup with every flavor of drink before sticking the straw back in to chug it.
Only, this time... she wandered back to Ocean's side, face twisted with pain.
"Brain freeze." She rasped. Ocean rolled her eyes, but kissed Penny on the head just the same.
Yep. That was her Penny.