The rain pours outside, the only sight being the occasional lightning that cuts through the gloomy sky. The weather is cold, and despite your lack of clothing you can’t bring yourself to be bothered by it as Jill lays on your thighs. She’s just came out of the shower after solving the Alcatraz situation, and basically threw herself on you before you could dress up properly. She’s clearly trying her best to appear relaxed, she wishes she could truly be but it seems her own mind won’t let her. Your girlfriend can be stubborn, trying to pretend she’s always fine, she always hated receiving pity, and she’s not used to comforting words and touches, but you know better.

“I missed you so much.” She mumbles tiredly, nuzzling into you.