Severance 2.10 "Cold Harbor"
Lyla: "What are you doing? Don't you know you're sitting with the school slut?"
Tim: "Let them look, Lyla. I don't care."
Lyla: "It's different for girls. You can sleep around all you want and people think you're cool. I make one mistake, and it was a mistake.
Tim, you're making it worse. You can't be here."
"Oh, Penelope," he was groaning, his lips and hands growing more frantic. "Oh, Penelope. Oh, Penelope, oh—" He lifted his head. Very abruptly. "Oh, God."
"What is it?" she asked, trying to lift the back of her head from the cushion.
"We've stopped."
It took her a moment to recognize the import of this. If they'd stopped, that meant they'd most likely reached their destination, which was…her home.
"Oh, God!" She started yanking at the bodice of her gown with frantic motions. "Can't we just ask the driver to keep going?"
ROMANCING MISTER BRIDGERTON | Chapter 13