Jennie doesn't live far from your home. She's only a couple of streets down below you. Thank goodness you don't need to be driving out at night. "So what else have you been getting up to?" (Y/N) asked as the pair of you strolled across the empty, eerie, silent road of night. "I was away shopping with a couple of friends from work. Had to since our cupboards were bare." Jennie replied. "These days, with the way the kids are eating, it's literally every week I have to go out to get more groceries. They just tackle away at the food that's there." Jennie added. "Mad." (Y/N) added. "Yes. They are mad. You know, literally last week they were asking for Jammie Dodgers so I went out and got it for them. A couple of days later, they finished the whole packet. Like, come on. It's unbelievable." Jennie added. "Tell me about it. I know of a friend's cousin who has a bit of a porky build. She goes to McDonalds every day after work. She orders 2 meals, claiming she's ordering on behalf of someone else, but in reality, she eats the entire two meals worth of McDonalds food." (Y/N) said. "Jesus. And she drives as well?" Jennie asked. "Yeah. Yeah! She actually struggles with her seatbelt from time to time. Because she's wide... getting it on is a nightmare for her. Her leg literally crushes up the buckle." (Y/N) added. "You would think she'd do something about her weight?" Jennie asked. "Nah... she wouldn't. Instead, she got herself a fancier car, with the ability to push her seat back even further so that she can fit her seatbelt in without difficulty. The only thing is, because she lies back far, she wasn't able to drive properly. So she raised it up a little and found the perfect position for her. Even though it's the 'perfect position' for her, to someone who's thin like you and me for example, would be considered too low." (Y/N) added.
"Gosh." Jennie said and opened up the front door using her keys. The sound of dogs barking from other peoples' houses made you jump. "Holy shit, that actually scared me." (Y/N) said. "I know. Absolutely hate it myself." Jennie said and unlocked the front door. "Come on in. Make yourself at home." Jennie gestured. (Y/N) smiled and step right in.
Jennie's house was stunning. Smooth, polished stone brick and concrete with epic windows around the front containing some of the most jaw dropping scenes you'd ever see. Despite having only bought it a couple of years ago, it still looks as good as new. "Wow..." (Y/N) thought to yourself. "I'll stick the kettle on. Fancy a cuppa?" Jennie asked. "yes please. Go ahead." (Y/N) replied as your mindset suddenly went walkaways.
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TerrorWARNING: If you haven't read the previous 2 stories; you need to go back and read them first before you start reading this one otherwise there is going to be a lot of spoilers throughout the course of this plot. Story #1: Huggy Wuggy | Poppy playti...
