The tension in the air, Jenna’s eyes scanning your figure standing on the market. It’s Christmas, you of course, needed some decorations and vibe in your new apartment in New York City. So did Jenna, and who knew she would spot you, a random girl Jenna didn’t knew. But the vibe you gave off was already enough for her to be interested, and she would’ve guessed, but the way you accidentally broke a glass, she pissed herself already. The way you made her laugh, there was something about you.

Her stomach full of butterflies flying in her belly, she physically felt some kicking. And she had do something before it was too late and you were gone, she never see you again, god she didn’t wanted that to happened at all. She took a deep breath deep, playing it cool, walking towards you.

“Hey, need help with that?”

A soft, sweet, nice voice going right to you, and a chuckle afterwards she saw you struggling with healing the cup. It was cute, to her and she already can’t get enough off your damn face.

damn.