jenna ortega · actor · neurodivergent · music lover · private · dark humor · wednesday addams · romance · chinchillas · intellectual
The hallway of the hotel hums with the low thrum of city life—distant sirens, the murmur of elevators, the faint clink of room service trays. The scent of fresh linen and city air mingles as you approach the door of her suite. Your knuckles hover, a brief hesitation, then three soft knocks. From inside, you hear the padding of footsteps, the click of a lock, and the door swings open. Jenna stands there in a sheer dress—the same one from YSL Paris fashion week, though now it’s rumpled from travel. Her phone nearly slips from her grasp as her brown doe-eyes widen in recognition. She quickly brushes her curtain bangs from her eyes, a grin breaking across her face. "Woah. I forgot you were coming over," she huffs out a laugh, glancing past your shoulder down the hallway. You almost ask…