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Jennie woke up to a finger softly tracing the skin of her back.
A touch that was so gentle, yet lacked hesitancy. It was a natural consequence of growing familiar with one’s body, Jennie presumed. Her muscles relaxed almost automatically, recognising the comforting gesture. As the soothing motions continued, Jennie let out a pleased hum, content to wake up in absolute peace.
“You have a tattoo?”
Lisa’s voice was barely above a whisper, but her simple question elicited a slow exhale from Jennie.
Since its position didn’t make it exactly visible, Jennie often forgot about the ink on her shoulder. Now that Lisa mentioned it, she started to reminisce about the day she decided it was a good idea to get tattooed.
“Got it in a moment of rebellion,” Jennie replied quietly.
Given that it was still dark outside her bedroom windows, Jennie safely assumed she had only been asleep for a couple of hours. She wasn’t sure if Lisa had slept at all.
“With Sana?”
Memories of drinking until the early hours of the morning, wearing a leather jacket that wasn’t hers, and smoking from the same cigarette that touched the lips of the girl she liked started to flash through her mind.
Jennie opened her eyes, every trace of sleepiness gone as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on her.
“Yeah. She was with me.”
Sana had been the one to suggest a butterfly. Jennie found it poetic back then. Now she barely remembered the meaning of it. Thankfully, the tattoo had never been dedicated to anyone but herself.
Lisa nodded even though Jennie couldn’t see her.
“Does the thought of her bother you?” Jennie asked.
Lisa stopped the movement of her finger. “Why do you think that?”
“The way you reacted after you first met her,” Jennie said. “I’ve never seen you be so… frustrated with me.”
“I wasn’t frustrated with you.” Lisa kissed her on the back of her shoulder, right on top of her butterfly tattoo. Her lips then moved further down, probably to the mole on her back that Lisa seemed to absolutely love.
Jennie turned around then, letting her head rest on Lisa’s forearm.
“Why then? I thought I made it clear that she meant nothing to me.”
Lisa seemed to consider whether or not to answer. For a moment, Jennie thought she’d move away from the topic. In the silence that followed, Lisa carefully studied every feature of Jennie’s face, as if she was trying to memorise each and every detail. She tucked a few strands of hair behind Jennie’s ear, her thumb gently tracing the curve of her jaw.
Somehow, Jennie didn’t sense avoidance—Lisa was simply thinking. Perhaps, admitting her feelings came easier at night, when it was just the two of them. Jennie couldn’t quite tell what was on her mind; all she could do was wait until Lisa had it figured out.
“I couldn’t help but compare it to my situation. How easily I fell for you again. How Sana would be a fool not to go through the same thing.” Lisa sighed, averting her gaze somewhat shamefully. The pads of her fingers glided softly along Jennie’s arm. “I was angry because I knew if that happened, you’d pick her over me.”
Once it was close enough, Jennie caught Lisa’s hand, holding it tenderly between them.
“Angry at me?”
Lisa’s gaze lingered on their interlocked fingers.
“Never at you.”
Seeing that Lisa was refusing to look at her, Jennie took the opportunity to push away the duvet and sit up. Lisa’s eyes couldn’t help but follow the movement, Jennie’s bare chest being the biggest distraction to ever exist. She gently pushed Lisa onto her back, pressing her down against the mattress, and then took a seat on her favourite place, straddling Lisa’s abdomen comfortably.
One hand rested on the pillow beneath Lisa’s head to support herself, while the other brushed Lisa’s bangs out of the way to get a clear view of her eyes.
“Aren’t you cute when you overthink and get jealous?” Jennie kissed her on the cheek.
Lisa looked even prettier under the moonlight. Jennie wanted to see her like this every night.
“I was being serious,” Lisa argued weakly, bringing her hands to hold Jennie by the hips.
“Well, I’m being serious now when I say there is not a single chance that I’d pick Sana, or anyone for that matter, over you.” She kissed her on the lips this time, long and slow. “And if it puts your heart at ease, Sana is seeing someone now. Living with them too.”
“Good for her,” Lisa whispered, having no interest in Sana’s life whatsoever. Not when Jennie was sitting on top of her in all of her naked glory.
“The tattoo is not linked to her in any way either.”
“I didn’t think it would be. But I would’ve liked it regardless,” Lisa admitted with a shrug. “Do you have any others?”
“You would’ve seen them by now if I did,” Jennie smirked, receiving a pinch on her thigh and an amused eye roll in response. “But I’ve thought about getting another.”
“Yeah?” Lisa questioned with genuine curiosity. “Where would you get it?”
Jennie grabbed Lisa’s hand, guiding her fingers to the side of her waist.
“Here,” she whispered.
Lisa licked her bottom lip. “And what would you get?”
“Something small. Simple. Maybe a word, I’m not sure.”
Lisa hummed, her fingers slowly drawing circles over the area where Jennie envisioned her next tattoo.
“Anything looks good on you either way.”
“Would you come with me? If I decide to get it.”
“I’d follow you anywhere, Jennie.”
Jennie’s lips found the skin of Lisa’s neck, starting with tender touches. Her ears listened attentively, capturing every sound that Lisa let out in response. Once she picked up on her uneven breathing, she parted her lips slightly, prolonging each kiss until Lisa couldn’t hold back a desperate groan.
“Do you believe me now? Can you feel that I want you the most?” Jennie asked a little breathless, facing Lisa to reveal the teasing look in her eyes.
Lisa couldn’t say anything, too distracted by the slow movements of Jennie’s hips, steadily rubbing back and forth on her abdomen.
“I…”
“Cat got your tongue?” Jennie smirked against her lips, certain that Lisa could feel exactly how much Jennie wanted her.
Lisa bit her lower lip. Jennie freed it with her thumb.
“Answer me.”
“Jennie, I need you to…” Lisa whispered, her mind focused elsewhere.
“To do what?” Jennie encouraged, trying to keep her voice from trembling.
Taking care of her arousal was not the only reason that Jennie loved this position. Her favourite part was watching Lisa’s eyes locked onto her body, mesmerised by each and every motion. She wouldn’t describe it as a power, not exactly. It was something deeper, more intimate. A special gift. One only Jennie possessed.
“Do you have any idea of how lucky I feel to have you in this lifetime?”
Jennie stilled her movements, not expecting such a question. Lisa was now looking directly into her eyes. Her gaze was almost too innocent for the moment, the words accompanied with raw emotion.
Seeing that she had left her speechless, Lisa continued. “I don’t think you understand. Sometimes I look at you and wonder what I’ve done in my mundane existence to deserve a woman like you.”
“Well, for one, making me a burger.”
Lisa let out a quiet laugh. And finally, Jennie got to see the smile she loved so much.
“The best you ever had.”
“And so are you,” Jennie added, quickly pressing her mouth to Lisa’s before she got to argue.
Between getting kicked in the shin and being kissed like there was no tomorrow, Lisa had a clear preference on the way she liked to be shut up. Jennie had learnt very quickly how Lisa’s body reacted to her touch.
But in quiet, meaningful moments like these, she was also beginning to understand the subtle ways that Lisa’s mind responded to her attentive words and lingering thoughts.
When Lisa suddenly flipped them over, Jennie stopped thinking, only able to whine at the lack of contact. When Lisa’s hand pressed firmly between her legs, Jennie desperately chased for more, her hips lifting unconsciously.
Just like Jennie, Lisa had also spent valuable time learning the language of Jennie’s body. She knew how long to tease her, and recognised when she was dragging it out for too long. She knew when to be gentle and when it was time to be a little more rough. All these details were not difficult to pick up.
In that sense, they couldn’t have been any more compatible.
Jennie wrapped her arms around Lisa’s neck and kissed her hard, whispering, “You’re not concerned about who I like now?” with a playful tone. Lisa was quick to turn her soft laugh into a moan, touching her exactly where she needed her the most.
That was the easy part, frankly. The human body rarely knew how to lie, after all.
The greatest problem was that, unlike physical reactions, the mind didn’t have many issues faking it. And eventually, Jennie would also learn that she had never been good at spotting a game of pretend.
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Chaeyoung was asleep on the sofa with one leg falling out of her blanket when Jennie found her.
After the most wonderful morning spent in Lisa’s arms, Jennie was reminded of the call from the previous night once she turned on her phone. While she had been pissed at the interruption, Lisa had made up for it the whole night, letting Jennie wake up on a much better note.
“Wakey-wakey,” she sang close to Chaeyoung’s ear, watching her scrunch up her nose in response.
“Rosie,” she tried again, shaking her shoulder. “It’s midday.”
Finally, Chaeyoung’s eyes blinked open. Her eyebrows furrowed at the bright environment, a low groan escaping her lips.
“Jen?” she asked confused, her voice hoarse. “What are you doing here?”
“Jisoo called me saying you kicked her out yesterday.”
“I did?” Chaeyoung questioned tiredly, rubbing her eyes with her hands. “Sounds like something drunk-me would do. What was the reason again?”
“She wouldn’t love you if you were a worm.”
Chaeyoung burst out laughing, then winced in pain. “Ouch. Don’t make me laugh, my head is pounding right now.”
“I’m assuming you’re not throwing your relationship away over that?”
“As if,” Chaeyoung shook her head. “Worms are gross.”
“Well, I’m sure Jisoo will be happy to hear that.”
And hopefully she won’t call Jennie at the wrong time again.
While Chaeyoung took her time to wash up and deal with her hangover, Jennie easily made herself comfortable in the kitchen. She prepared the usual toast and omelette for Chaeyoung’s late breakfast and doubled the amount of coffee to have a cup for herself.
Looking around, she had to admit that she missed the comfort of living with her best friend. She had spent the majority of the last few years of her life cohabiting with someone, so living alone was not exactly her comfort zone. She appreciated the privacy of course, but wouldn’t mind having someone around her place.
It was definitely too early to speak about moving in, but Jennie could picture herself living with Lisa in the future. She hoped Lisa wouldn’t mind making a change from her convenient neighbourhood if the time came.
“What are you making?” Chaeyoung half-spoke, half-yawned behind her.
Her friend wore an oversized shirt and cotton shorts, clearly with no intention of leaving the house on a Saturday. Jennie also heard her have a conversation with Jisoo on the phone, thinking it sounded positive.
Except for when she listened to Chaeyoung ask, ‘okay but would you save me if I was a worm and a bird tried to eat me?’
Jisoo should be used to it by now.
“The usual,” Jennie replied, serving the food on a plate and placing it on the table. “Can’t let you go around with a headache and an empty stomach.”
“Fuck it, just move back,” Chaeyoung said dramatically, more than happy to accept the food and hot coffee. “We’re better as a duo.”
“Honestly, it was better when I had you around,” Jennie sighed.
While catching up on the few weeks they had lived apart, Jennie admitted that she was still adjusting to the emptiness of her new apartment. She had realised that the place was rather big for someone that lived alone. Adapting to the change was going to take a while.
“Speaking of change,” Chaeyoung started as she put the dirty dishes in the sink, “aren’t you kind of glowing right now?”
Jennie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, a bashful smile appearing on her lips.
“Hmm. You think?”
“Oh my god.” Chaeyoung pointed an accusatory finger at her. “You totally got laid.”
“Perhaps I did,” Jennie admitted shyly, not seeing the point in hiding the obvious from her best friend.
Chaeyoung squealed and hugged her side affectionately.
Jennie brought her hands to her cheeks in an attempt to stop them from heating up. She didn’t have to share any details for Chaeyoung to know. The smile tugging at her lips, the cheerful tone of her voice, the unmistakable spark in her eyes—they all made it very clear.
“God, I’ve got it so bad. She makes me so happy, Rosie.”
“Well, shit. It was about time. I’m surprised it took you so long after you turned down Sooyoung.”
“It’s not just about sex. I genuinely feel like I found my match. Lisa is my person.”
Words said so easily that carried a weight so heavy.
“Aww, look at you getting all mushy,” Chaeyoung patted her butt lovingly. “Happens to the best of us.”
“You’re always mushy, though.”
“Yeah, but Jisoo wasn’t before she met me. I make her sappy.”
“Aren’t you humble,” Jennie laughed.
“But on a serious note, I’m glad you’re happy, Jennie. And it’s only the beginning! It can only get better from here.”
Oh, how could she have been so wrong?
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Looking through the first month they were together, Jennie couldn’t pinpoint when everything started to go downhill.
But if you asked her to name the first time that she actually noticed a change, she’d say it was on Christmas. It was ironic, really, considering it was supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year.
Seoul had been completely covered in snow. It was always dreamy when it happened; Jennie loved to watch the snow fall and turn everything white. Slippery ground aside, Jennie thought that the weather added to the Christmas season greatly.
Having taken two weeks off work, Jennie had the time to complete her shopping for everyone’s gifts. She got Chaeyoung a new guitar as a special thank you for giving her a place to stay, gifted Ella tickets to her favourite K-pop group in advance after almost breaking down in front of her computer trying to purchase them, and even sent Jisoo a box of Diet Coke to make up for that one time she missed out on it.
But more than anything, Jennie was looking forward to having a whole day with Lisa.
Seeing her started to feel like a need. Without work to keep her mind occupied, Jennie could only focus on how much she missed her. She wasn’t sure where to draw the line before she became too clingy. Since they got together, she had tried to stay away from Lisa’s workplace, thinking that it would be too excessive now that they started dating.
When she asked her to spend Christmas together, Lisa had been hesitant, saying that she never did much during the holidays. Jennie insisted that she’d take care of everything, and that spending time together was all that she wished for.
Given that Lisa wasn’t big on celebrating, Jennie kept the decorating minimal. Her apartment had a little festive makeover, but nothing too pompous. Instead, she focused on ensuring that the food was spectacular. Chaeyoung had told her that the real way to a girl’s heart was through her stomach.
But when her doorbell rang, Jennie dropped everything and ran to the door, opening it even when she knew Lisa still had to come up the lift. She observed the numbers above the lift doors increment, patiently waiting for it to reach her floor.
The smile on her face couldn’t be brighter.
“I told you to come with empty hands!” Jennie whined slightly. She didn’t get the time to elaborate before Lisa’s lips were on hers.
A series of compliments and ‘I missed you’s followed. Lisa was happy to see her too. She only stepped away to get rid of her jacket and place the paper bag she brought with her on the sofa, and then spent the next hour with her arms wrapped around Jennie’s waist as she finished preparing their dinner.
Lisa’s head rested comfortably on her shoulder, the tip of her nose touching Jennie’s neck as she closed her eyes and listened to everything Jennie said. Jennie thought she was being affectionate. Sometimes Lisa hummed to let her know she was listening, and her hand rubbed against her tummy soothingly every now and then.
If only Jennie stopped and looked at her closely, she could have seen the early signs of something being wrong.
Instead, they happily had dinner, with Lisa praising Jennie’s food and Jennie refilling their empty glasses with the wine Lisa brought over.
It wasn’t until they exchanged presents that Jennie noticed something was off.
Lisa had been first, handing Jennie a neatly packaged maroon scarf.
“Since you never took back yours,” she said timidly.
“You never offered to give it back,” Jennie pointed out, wrapping the elegant scarf around her neck. She was definitely going to wear it all the time.
When it was Jennie’s turn, she couldn’t hold back her excitement. Lisa had accepted the first camera she got her a while ago, so she thought it would be the perfect time to deliver the second one as well. Instead of just giving the device on its own, Jennie had also picked up a couple of memory cards, additional lenses, a stylish strap, and a fancy camera bag to carry it all. It was the perfect package. She would have added a tripod too, but didn’t want to go overboard.
Lisa was shocked, to say the least. She didn’t say anything for a while, inspecting each and every item in Jennie’s perfectly wrapped gift box. Her eyes didn’t seem particularly excited, and that was when Jennie started to worry.
“You don’t like it?” she asked with a defeated tone. “I can exchange it for something else.”
“It’s not that, Jennie. This is a wonderful gift, I just… I don’t know how to repay you for everything.”
“Repay me? It’s a gift,” Jennie explained.
“And you must have spent so much on this, and the other one as well,” Lisa shook her head, “and I just can’t give you anything of the sort in return. I’m sorry.”
“But I don’t expect anything in return, and I never will.” Jennie leaned forward to kiss her frown away, hoping to ease Lisa’s worries somehow. “Maybe a kiss or two.”
At the time, Jennie didn’t think too much of it. She just assumed Lisa felt awkward about accepting gifts since she said she wasn’t used to it. After spending the evening together, Jennie was convinced that it wasn’t a big deal, that Lisa was just having a weird day.
Clearly, she should have been more attentive.
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When the holidays were over and Jennie had to return to work, she had expected to have a great start of the year. Her only concern should have been facing Taeyang, but somehow, Lisa ended up being on the list too.
Jennie wondered how they got to that point after only a little over a month in a relationship.
Lisa had an irregular schedule. Jennie was always aware of that. But for some reason, seeing each other started to become impossible. It was baffling to Jennie. They used to be able to work around Lisa’s shifts and always make time to meet, even as friends. Now that they were together, Jennie thought they’d do it more often. Not the opposite.
Jennie worked for most of the day, and when she got to leave, Lisa had hours until her shift finished. At first, Jennie thought the logical solution was to visit Lisa in the evening like she used to. She didn’t want to feel like she was invading her life by doing it, but Lisa insisted that she’d never complain about seeing her pretty face.
It would have been perfect if Lisa didn’t look extremely tired when Jennie saw her.
And it wasn’t just a one-day thing. Every evening Jennie visited, Lisa looked like she was barely staying on her feet.
When Jennie worriedly asked about her condition, Lisa would excuse it as a consequence of her bad sleeping schedule. It didn’t make Jennie feel any less concerned. After the first night, Jennie had decided to show up with a warm dinner to make sure Lisa ate properly at the very least.
It was hard to tell what caused issues in Lisa’s sleeping pattern. When she had days off and actually came over to her place, Jennie held her close as they fell asleep on the same bed. And on those nights, Lisa pretty much slept like a baby.
“It’s always easy when you’re next to me,” Lisa had explained.
Jennie suggested changing her mattress at home. That surely would improve her situation.
Except nothing changed.
If anything, Lisa was getting worse.
It wasn’t just tiredness. Jennie slowly started to notice that she got irritable too.
The observation only became clearer when they went on a shopping trip and some guy bumped into Jennie’s shoulder trying to go past them, calling her a bitch as he walked away. Normally, Jennie would ignore it and walk away, or if it was possible, she’d report it and let whoever was in charge escalate the situation. Lisa never hid her glares, but she also wasn’t keen on making a scene out of it, always prioritising Jennie. Some people were just inexplicably rude.
But that time, Lisa was pissed. As Jennie continued to walk, Lisa turned back with a furious expression, yelling an outraged “what did you just say?”
Jennie was stunned. She had to drag Lisa by her arm to get them away before things got too serious.
When they got home and Jennie asked her “what the hell was that?”, Lisa got defensive, saying all she wanted to do was defend her girlfriend. Jennie responded that defending her girlfriend was pointless if she was putting herself in danger in the process.
After a whole evening of snappy responses and uncomfortable moments of silence, Jennie came to terms with the fact that they had their first argument as a couple.
And she utterly hated it.
They argued when Lisa tried to leave and go home instead of spending the night. They argued when Jennie said she’d take the guest bedroom so that Lisa could sleep peacefully. They argued when Lisa picked her up and carried her all the way to the master bedroom because she was being unreasonably difficult.
And at some point during the night, while they lay on the same bed with their backs to each other, Jennie concluded that all they really did was prevent anyone from leaving. When she heard shuffling behind her and an arm sneaking around her waist, Jennie figured that Lisa realised it too.
“I’m sorry, I’m an idiot,” Lisa whispered, kissing her shoulder and neck softly.
Jennie turned around in Lisa’s arms, now enjoying the feel of Lisa’s lips over her face. Instead of getting carried away, Jennie held Lisa’s jaw, halting her movements.
If it hadn’t been so dark, Jennie would have loved to see her eyes clearly when she asked, “is something wrong?”
Lisa denied it of course. She always did.
“Is it me?” she then asked. “Am I being a bad girlfriend?”
The changes in Lisa’s behaviour only started when they got together. Jennie couldn’t think of any other explanation.
Lisa frowned deeply at the insinuation. With newfound urgency, she guided Jennie onto her back, holding the sides of her head as her lips found Jennie’s again and again, desperate to erase the tension created.
“Never ever say that,” Lisa murmured between kisses.
“Whatever it is, I can fix it,” Jennie insisted again, “but you need to tell me what it is that’s been bothering you.”
“You’re so good to me, Jennie. The best thing that has ever happened to me. I don’t need anything else.”
Words turned into touches, apologies turned into promises for better, and just for that night, Jennie let herself believe it.
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Lisa convinced her that it was all going well. She made sure to reiterate multiple times that Jennie made her happy. Her confidence was so reassuring that every little concern Jennie had begun to slowly dissipate.
That was why she felt so, so dumb when she received a sudden call from Kim Jisoo.
“It’s about Lisa.”
Those words were enough to make her heart drop.
“Is she okay? Did something happen?”
“Can we speak about this in person?”
Jennie should have seen it coming, really. Less than an hour after the call, she found herself anxiously sitting in a hospital’s cafeteria. Jisoo told her that she only had a short break to meet, and that the most convenient location would be the hospital if they wanted to avoid wasting time. Jennie didn’t have to be told twice before she made her way there.
In the ten or so minutes she spent waiting, Jennie’s mind continued to come up with different hypotheses on what Jisoo wanted to tell her. The fact that it was Lisa’s best friend contacting her directly was enough to put her on edge. Her only hope was that she’d finally get the answer she had been looking for.
After Jisoo and Chaeyoung had gotten back together, things went smoothly enough for Jennie to get along decently with Jisoo. They weren’t super close, but they weren’t strangers either.
That was why Jennie managed to form a small smile when the older girl walked into the cafeteria, her white coat and scrubs not as neat after the long hours on shift. Jisoo returned her greeting politely.
Small talk was not needed in that moment. Jennie just wanted to know what was going on with her girlfriend. Or better, what had been going on for a while.
“Have you noticed anything unusual about Lisa lately?”
Jennie could only freeze at the question. Her immediate instinct was to say yes loud and clear, to let Jisoo know about everything that had been running through her mind the past month. But if she took the last week into consideration, Lisa had visibly tried to be better.
“Not in the recent days,” she said honestly. After all, Lisa’s sudden cheerful mood was what made Jennie think they were past that phase.
Maybe that was also part of the problem.
“Are you sure?” Jisoo asked sceptically.
“There was definitely something wrong before,” Jennie admitted, “but one day we argued and now she’s almost back to normal.”
“Almost,” Jisoo repeated dryly.
“You have something to tell me, right? You know why she’s been acting weird.”
Jisoo almost looked guilty, her eyes fixed on the cup of black coffee Jennie got her. The pause was so long that Jennie was startled when she finally answered.
“Lisa started working two jobs.”
Jennie’s lips parted in shock, but she couldn’t find any words to say. It didn’t make sense. Lisa’s schedule at the fast-food place changed every week, and it was always crazily tight. It was one of the reasons that stopped them from seeing each other often. There was no way she’d willingly take on more shifts.
“How? I would have noticed.”
“Yeah? Can you recall ever seeing her in the morning in the past weeks? Even on what she claims are her days off?”
“She said she always sleeps in after her evening shifts. I went to see her a few times. She didn’t lie about those.”
“Yes. That’s not a lie. She works until late night at the fast food place, and then takes a shift at this restaurant or… bar of sorts in the early hours of the morning,” Jisoo explained. “I doubt she gets more than four or five hours of sleep.”
It explained everything. The tiredness, the sudden irritability, the fact that she always hesitated when Jennie asked her to come over or spend the night.
“How long has she been doing it?”
Jisoo shrugged. “I can’t say exactly. I only found out recently.”
“She told you?” Jennie asked hesitantly.
If Lisa confided in Jisoo and not her, it would truly hurt. Especially when Jennie had asked her explicitly. Thankfully, Jisoo seemed to notice the worry written all over her face. She shook her head.
“No. I spoke to her manager a few days ago. She mentioned that Lisa had exclusively been taking evening shifts to balance another employment. It was a surprise to me too. And I hope you agree that it’s complete madness.”
Jennie nodded.
She should have known. She should have pressed harder when she asked. She should have made sure Lisa was okay when she clearly wasn’t.
“I confronted her about it later that evening and told her she was insane for overworking herself like this. She didn’t want to hear it,” Jisoo continued. She crossed her arms and leaned forward until Jennie looked her in the eyes. “I’m hoping she’ll listen to you, though. She’s crazy about you, you know that?”
Jennie let out a frustrated sigh. Lisa would definitely not listen to her either. Not when she had been putting on an act in front of her to make it seem like she was doing great.
And still, she couldn’t understand why Lisa would ever do that to herself.
“Why would she need two jobs? Does she have financial issues?”
Jisoo had the decency to look apologetic when she answered.
“Yes. That issue is you.”
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