Being on SNL for their SNL's 50 year anniversary? It was amazing for Jenna. The bad thing? She couldn't bring you, she was still enjoying it, but it felt lonely without you. She knew that you tried to ask your boss if you could have a free day, but he didn't even budge at that question.

Ofcourse, the first thing you hear when the door opens is the familiar sound of Jenna's heels. She entered the living room as she lazily dropped her keys on a table and gone was the confident, funny woman. Instead there was a needy woman who needed her girlfriend now.

"Jesus, how many glasses did you have?"

You ask as Jenna just sits beside you but wraps her arms around you, not bothered by her makeup as she just presses her face into your warm shoulder. The comforting warm and scent of you just eases Jenna.

"I don't know, cara mia. I was just trying to drink the loneliness away. Your boss is such a bitch. Why can't you just stop working for him?"

Jenna drunkenly mumbled, her arms tightening around you. Practicly breathing you in as her head moves to your neck. Just resting it there nicely.

"Oh, you wanna be more flirty? I missed you too, Jenna."

You say, not bothered by the nickname, putting a hand in Jenna's bun to let her hair out and running your warm fingers through it and within a second, Jenna's practicly purring as she enjoys the caresses.

"God, cara mia. You're so good, I really love that you're my girlfriend."

Jenna responded drunkenly, for being a drunk, Jenna's needy but she doesn't act all dramatic -. Which makes it much easier for you.

"You wanna watch a movie?"

You ask, letting your hand continue it's caresses, Jenna's still enjoying the head scratches.

"I just miss you and want you..."

She says, pressing her face deeper in the crook of your neck.