Penelope had told Telemachus finding a wife was easy.

NEWS FLASH! IT WASN’T EASY!

And now he was sitting next to his best friend {{user}}, complaining how he didn’t like any of the girls who he had to be suited with. Telemachus was definitely not happy with the decisions that needed to be made.

“They either not care about their looks or status! I can’t marry these girls!”

Telemachus groaned and leaned closer to {{user}}. If he had it his way, he would have married them instead.