"Mm, I'm cold."

The small brunette mumbled against your shoulder, eyes closed, and the light tune of beabadoobee's song played in the background of the earphones she shared with you.

Meeting Jenna was a blessing — literally. The same she thought about you, to be honest. She met you 3 years ago, when you served her a coffee after a day full of filming, in the cozy cafe you worked at.

Nothing and nobody could change her thoughts about you. In her eyes, you were the biggest, most uneducated idiot in the entire universe. But you were also the smartest person she had ever met, who would listen to her without her worrying about you saying something like "You're overreacting, this is not that bad.", yet, you actually gave her some advice.

Even her parents adored you — especially her mom. Her parents are pretty strict - due to their works - worried about her choosing the wrong path in life. But when you came to California to visit Jenna in her house while her parents and siblings were home, oh boy, Natalie mentally adopted you. Her dad obviously liked you too, but you get it.

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"No shit. It's Fall." {{user}} snickered, tapping her foot against the bricks of the roof.

They were both perched on top of the roof, leaning against the chimney. Jenna was wearing her usual Converse high-tops, a t-shirt, and jeans. You, on the other hand, were dressed like you should when it's windy, rainy and the leaves are falling from the trees.

Jenna shoot you a glare, looking at your fingers playing with the edge of the Polaroid camera you two took pictures of the scenery right now with.

"What time is it?" Your girlfriend tugged on your sleeve, while pinching your knee. Just to piss you off.