Jennie is an assistant at Manoban Inc. She can't stand her job or her boss, Yang Hyunsuk, but she needs the money. One day she's finally had enough and ends up ranting in the elevator to a stranger who ends up to be no other than Lalisa Manoban. The...
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Lisa played some of her music on the car ride home and sang quietly to the songs. Jennie knew a few so she sang with her when she could.
When they pulled into the driveway of a two-story house, Jennie got suspicious. She didn't know what she was expecting, but it wasn't this. She had thought she would live in a mansion or maybe a single-story house but this was nicer in the sense that it was comfortable.
"I like this," She said, her eyes scanning the area as she took it all in.
"Me too," Lisa replied with a soft smile.
They pulled in her garage and Jennie saw that she had a white jeep wrangler which had been Jennie's dream car when she was 16-18.
"That car," She said, pointing to it as they stepped out of the Benz, "I used to be obsessed with that car."
"This exact car?" Lisa teased and Jennie gave her a look of fake annoyance.
They walked inside and the blonde immediately noticed how homey the house felt. It didn't stand out too much from the ordinary, but this was Lisa's house. It smelled like her too - berries with a hint of cologne.
"Alright, Jennie," Lisa started as she set her keys on the counter, "My cooking skills are very limited so don't be expecting anything too fancy."
"No warnings needed. I'll eat whatever," She smiled and walked into the living room as Lisa went to the kitchen. There was a huge flatscreen, two recliners and a couch. Scattered around the room were pictures of Lisa when she was younger and her heart just about melted.
There were pictures of young Lisa and Seulgi standing side by side with soccer balls under their arms. There were pictures of her and Jisoo from their high school years with a few other girls she hadn't seen before. There was a picture of Lisa and a dark-haired man that held many of her same features. Jennie assumed this was her father. Lisa was holding up a soccer trophy with a huge grin and her father looked down at her with a proud smile. Another picture caught her eye. Lisa had to be about ten, a guy who looked to be about sixteen was on her left and she held a baby in her lap. That had to be family of some sort. She noticed they were in a few other pictures too.
She returned to looking at the ones of Lisa and her friends and she smiled to herself before walking into the kitchen. The dark-haired woman was already stirring something in a pot.
"What did you decide on?" Jennie asked, walking over to sit on one of the bar stools. The kitchen had a long counter that turned into somewhat of a table. Lisa had put three bar stools under it, but it was obvious the main place for eating was the table behind where she sat that could seat six people.
