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Lucy finished speaking to continue enjoying the scent of that shirt.

-Meanwhile, at Penelope's house-

Clyde puts on his pants, and the boy has another fun night out with his weird, fanatical girlfriend.

"Good morning, chocolate candy."

Penelope greets him completely naked, covering only her intimacy and great qualities with Savannah.

"Good morning, my heavenly rose."

Clyde kissed her on the lips while Penelope caressed his abs, which, though not as noticeable as Lincoln's, were noticeable, and the girl found it very attractive.

"What do you want today? My sweet little flower."

Nicknames were common for this couple. Just like the one Lori and Bobby gave each other.

"Toast, juice, and pancakes with butter and jam." Penelope replied.

"Wow, love, Are you sure you're not pregnant?" asked Clyde, who already knew his girlfriend's appetite, but she never ceased to amaze him.

"Are you suggesting that I'm fat?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant, love. I'll make you breakfast now."

Penelope smiled at her boyfriend's funny reaction.

The girl got out of bed and dropped the covers, allowing her sexy, naked body to be seen. She slowly approached Clyde and then took the boy's head and sank it between her breasts.

"I love when you get like this, My chocolate. I would really like that."

Clyde was still engulfed between Penelope's breasts. He enjoyed the softness of those mountains, but he didn't understand the last of what she said.

"What do you like?"

Penelope smiled and answered honestly.

"I would like to become pregnant and give birth to your child."

Clyde is shocked and quickly breaks away from Penelope, but she grabs him by the head again and sinks him between her breasts.

"Not now, silly, when we graduate while enjoying each other."

Penelope felt something hard against her bare vagina, looked down, and noticed the bulge forming in Clyde's pants. "You think breakfast can wait? With all that, it has made me hungry for something else."

The girl unbuttoned and unzipped Clyde's belt, while Clyde took off his shirt and Penelope lowered his pants. With this, Clyde was completely naked.

After Clyde and Penelope have had another good couple's time, they both get dressed and go to breakfast.

Penelope's outfit hasn't changed much. She was now wearing long pants the same color as her skirt when she was eleven, and her weird printed jacket was now a hoodie.

While eating breakfast, Penelope notices that Clyde seems a bit distracted.

"Love, is something wrong? You were looking at your plate, but you didn't eat anything."

Clyde snapped out of his dream and began to explain what was bothering him.

"Well, actually, I was thinking about Lincoln. Since I've known him until he had to leave, I didn't notice he was doing much for his family. If sometimes he did pretty silly things, but seeing past that, he was just a kid trying to stand out, but it seems as if all his potential had been drained from him."

Penelope looked at Clyde, puzzled.

"What do you mean drained?"

Clyde continued speaking.

"He wasn't the smartest nor the strongest. The most talented or the most charming. Harsh words, but it was the truth because I was the same. However, there was always something about him. His smile."

"Even with all the bad things he had to go through in his childhood, he still smiled. Even when we had this energy-saving project in 5th grade when he invited other boys from school to play dungeons and cyborgs and he ended up getting hate from his sisters, he ended up smelling bad, and they had to kick him out of class because of the stink, he just accepted it with a smile and with good cheer."

Penelope still does not understand her boyfriend's point of view.

"And what's the problem? I find it wonderful that, despite everything, he takes problems calmly and faces them with a smile."

Clyde put on an awkward expression that Penelope had never seen before.

"The question, Penelope, is: when is a smile in the face of problems a real solution or an illusion that even oneself ends up believing?"

"What do you mean by that?" she asked.

"I mean, if he really knew how to face everything with a smile, Or if inside he was slowly sinking into utter denial,"

Even when he went blind and had to leave, he blamed no one but himself for not being able to stop his sister. Yes, she was four years old. But she was insane. She held him to the ceiling with mechanical arms. Who can escape that? The explosion was Lisa's fault, not Lincoln's. And it's not Lincoln's fault, like everyone at school says. He's a fucking hero who keeps on judging himself."

"It's like he carries the guilt of others around all the time, and that doesn't allow him to leave himself behind and overcome it. He's trapped in a vicious, self-destructive cycle."

Penelope walked up to Clyde and hugged him.

"You really care about your friend, don't you, sweetie?"

Clyde hugged back and replied.

"Yes, my love. He's the closest thing I've ever had; he's my brother. Do you know how hard it is to see someone put himself down? He denies that there's something wrong and pretends everything's okay just because he wants others to be good. Even if they're not? Who denies the problems and attributes them to a lack of character? I was the surrogate older brother to his five sisters. Lucy, Lola,Lana, Lisa, and Lily for only an hour, and I almost blew it. He made it look so easy and kept everyone well. I only lasted an hour, and he had to do it for about eight years. It might have been more if his older sisters had asked him for help before Lucy was born."

"I can't understand how he does it. I feel so useless seeing him that way and being unable to do anything if he won't let me help."