"It's a little old, but a couple of renovations wouldn't hurt. Can't believe he gave this to you." Bobby said before getting scared by the long board he kicked on the floor.
Jisoo felt the wooden panels, she nodded. "Man, the style back then was so shit. Thank god the outside is beautiful."
The two went to the address Jennie's father gave her. It was only a half hour drive to Diamond Bar, but nonetheless it wasn't too far.
The said house was situated in a neighbourhood tucked away behind other residents, it wasn't necessarily secluded by the area but it was huge.
It was beautiful, seeing something so natural in a city erupted by skyscrapers the Lieutenant understood why Jennie and her siblings loved growing up here.
There is room to grow up. They could run around, play, be kids. Nothing stopped them, not even a picket fence.
When they parked the car in the driveway the view of the beach literally right in their backyard was stunning.
Houses like these go for millions yet Jennie's dad just.. didn't say anything about it and kept it to himself.
"Yeah." Bobby picked up a photo frame, pointing at the centre. "Is this Jennie? She looks so small."
"Yeah, her older sister is tall. I wonder what happened."
Bobby snorted. "I wonder what happened with you too."
"I grew up eating sugary cereal. Guess that stunted my growth. My mother blames it for my height, why do you think after junior high I never ate cereal again."
"I remember that! Apparently Hoony said you came over to eat his cereal, his parents thought it was really weird."
"Black market cereal. Arrest me if you have to, but I loved that shit I had no shame eating it at someone else's house." The Lieutenant mumbled, she walked up the stairs, opening the first door she saw.
Her eyes blinked, seeing the faded light pink walls of a child's room.
Bobby peered from the Lieutenant's shoulder, chuckling. "Man, this must've been Jennie's room."
"No shit, look at the pink and sailor moon merchandise she has." The Lieutenant picked up an aged teddy bear, squeezing its head.
Over the years the direct sunlight coming from Jennie's childhood room's balcony faded the colour on the walls.
Surprisingly, everything was in its place and we kept tidy and clean, kind of.
Except for a little bit of dust, but Jennie's father maintained it well over the years.
The Lieutenant didn't want to touch anything in this room, at least not yet.
She smiled, every essence in this room just screamed Jennie.
It was adorable. Even the little toy figurine on the shelf drew parallels to that woman today; a cute loving innocent girl who only ever liked to indulge in fantasy and magic.
"Lieutenant, look." Bobby called.
She stepped out into the hallway, following the ray of light coming from the open room door down the hall.
She peeled in, finding an old bed but around the room were nicely hung up wedding photos.
Pictures of Jennie's late mother. It smelt faintly of a floral scent, specifically rose.
Is that why you wear rose all the time? Is it because your mother did?
She could imagine the life in the room.
