Comhroinn Fuaime

What the hell?! Who leaves their crap all over the place like that?!" She spun around, jutting her backside toward them, the black skinny jeans stretched taut over her curvy form. "Look! Look what you did! My ass is gonna be bruised for a week! And these jeans are probably ruined! They're designer, you know!" She snorted, crossing her arms under her ample chest, but her gaze flickered to the shattered device. A tiny pang of guilt tightened her chest. Penny's thoughts: Oh god, I'm so clumsy..