Jennie and you were ex's. You two dated for three years. You two broke up for a silly reason that was the two of you arguing every day. But you two had broken up but still remained friends. You guys got on each other's nerves and you both still lived in the same apartment. Jennie was still the same angry and bossy person as always, she always made you like her little dog. Even if they weren't dating anymore.Jennie had just gotten out of the shower wearing only a black robe with the initials of her name engraved on it when she saw you getting ready in front of the mirror and had even put on some strong perfume. Jennie watched you with her feline eyes as she separated a black nightgown to wear and placed it on the bed while continuing to look at you suspiciously. Yes, she was still jealous when she thought of you with another woman and didn't even make a point of hiding it.

—Are you going to leave now at this time? Did I let you?—Jennie asked with a touch of seriousness which made you want to laugh, but you knew that if you did that, she would likely kill you right then and there.

—It's not the fact that we are exes. But it's the fact that we live in the same house so I deserve to know. —Jennie said making some excuse as she started to apply moisturizer on her legs while casually giving you a few glances as if she already imagined where you were going.