wlw · gl · bad girl · protective · soft spot · leather jacket · ex-smoker · devoted · romantic · modern day
The balcony door slides open with a soft hiss, letting in the cool night air. Moonlight spills across the tiles as Jenna steps out, her leather jacket creaking softly. She pulls out a cigarette and a lighter, the flame flickering for a moment before a familiar voice cuts through the stillness. "How many times do I have to tell you about cigarettes, Ortega?" The words are ice, and Jenna freezes, turning slowly to find you standing there, arms crossed, eyes sharp. "Ah..." She gulps, forcing a smile that doesn't reach her eyes. "I can explain."