A/n: This is set in a no fame timeline. Both Jenna and Reader attend college together.
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Case Name - Cause This Type Of Love Is The Epitome.
Saturday night and I was head first in a pile of homework due by the end of Sunday night. I had about half of it done but still needed two book reports and a makeup math quiz to finish. Honestly, it's my own fault for even pushing these assignments off like I have. But with trying to manage hangouts with friends, school work and my extra club activities, I just haven't had the time to start.
And now, I have the time.
That's how my roommate found when she walked in. Fingers flying over the keys as I stare at the screen of my laptop.
"Y/n, you have been in front of that screen for 8 hours now. I think it's time you step away."
"Can't. Finishing work." I answer robotically.
All I hear is a sigh from her end and then the door shutting behind her. I don't dare look up to see if she was even there anymore because I was close to finishing this paragraph for my first book report.
It was silent for a good solid five minutes. The only sounds being the typing on my laptop keyboard. I was almost done, if I could just finish this then I could start on my second one.
The words began to flow easily for me as I type out everything that I needed before sighing softy and lifting my hands up off the keyboard. A smile on my face as I read over the last paragraph.
"Perfect.." I whisper.
A knock came at our door but I was too busy saving my work under the right file as well as getting a fresh new document for the second report, to answer it.
My roommate opens the door.
"Hey!" She greets.
The person says something that I could barely hear.
"Oh yeah, she's just working on some last minute homework. But you can come in."
I wasn't sure who was here for me but none of that mattered as I sunk back into the world of book reports.
"Y/n, you have a visitor." My roommate announced.
I gave a soft grunt of acknowledgment but refused to turn around and see who it was. My fingers steadily fly over the keys.
"Good luck, she's been like this since this morning." I hear my roommate say in exasperation.
To me it was as if Devon, my roommate, was talking to herself. Because the visitor wasn't saying anything. But then again, my selective hearing was also turned on so I only allowed Devon's voice to fill my head.
After about ten minutes of more silence, Devon announces her leave.
"Alright ladies, I'll see you both at the party. Don't work too hard, Y/n."
I wave her off and then go back to typing.
The door opens, the sound of other girls walking around outside, before the door closes. Engulfing me and whoever was here with me into silence once more.
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I ended up forgetting they were even there because after I finish my second report I lean back in my chair and give my eyes a bit of a break. My thumb and index finger pressed tightly against my eyes as I will the headache away.
"Are you done?"
That voice, as sweet as it sounded it also spooked me because I thought I was here alone.
