With little grace and a lot of wriggling, Penny manevered herself so her legs were hanging over the back of the couch. "Theres not much to tell," she told her friend with a small smile on her face "She ah, got drunk and there was some quality making out before he kipped on the couch. Thats the couch McCormack, before you get any ideas."
From this angle, she could feel the blood rush to her head. She loved sitting like this - even if it was only for a short period of time - as it helped her think. She'd been caught reading in the position more than once.
"Anyway when they met up for fish and chips, she asked if he wanted to keep the experiment and change the variables." Possibly admitting that she had spoken in Arithmancy terms was too much of a clue that she was the girl involved, but when she was nervous, stressed or simply thinking too much, it was easier to speak as though life were a textbook.
If she hadn't had Meghan, Ol and Percy during exam times, she didn't think she'd have had a decent conversation that didn't revolve around the runic alphabet.
"He steepled his fingers Meg," she confessed with a little sigh.
"Do you think I can still do handstands, are am I too old for that now?"