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Who is and how I Met Pene?

Her real name is Pénélopé Marquez. A thirty-eight woman who failed her PhD twice at Harvard University. Trying a third time this time, she enrolled last year with me.

And we met in Algebraic sessions. We would always sit farthest from the blackboard. Having fun spitting on people. Laughing our arse off for nothing. And fighting with our food.

That was how my friendship came to light with pene.

We rarely lost each other. And as I was here for her, she was here for me too. But that's just a part of the story.

There's actually a suite to all that. I started seeing Pene with a different eye. She would stay in my mind. She would lurk in my dreams. I even dreamt of doing naughty things to her.

To keep it short, I was somehow attracted to her being her.

Afterall, Pene is cool. She draws very well doodle portrait. She hates coffee but loves it mixed with milk. She is a meat lover and tasted all kind of meat from unique animals. She loves to pollute. She hates the smoke from cigarette. She hates alcohol. She hates the rain. And she hates...

For all those reason, I feel super close to her. It's like bathing with honey when I'm with Pene. She understands logic quicker than anyone and possesses the empathy to be drunken.

Pene is the perfect human for today's life. Someone I will never be and envies a lot.

"I know it's your bed, but, sharing is one of the fundamentals of friendship. Use 50% of the bed and I swear to keep my mouth shut for the rest of the night."

"What if I don't want you to stay shut?"

"Okay... Are you sure you're okay??"

I am.

"I am not. I want to fuck up something real bad but I know it will end badly if I do what I am thinking right now. Instead, you stay on the bed. I'll switch to the couch.."

Pene loves things. And she hates a few things. And one of the thing she hates the most is 'Lesbian'.