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Memories have a funny way of creeping up on you. Jennie thinks this to be true, like ants on the kitchen table when you've forgotten a sweet treat out and you just don't know how they can creep in like that, when you swore you've blocked all the exits.

It's been months.

The tour was officially done, and the cherry on top of it all, was Coachella and all of its wonders.

Seasons of good and bad and totally fine fold into each other, and soon enough, Jennie finds herself at the end of another year.

All things considered, life's been great. She's had a plethora of experiences, like good and bad sex, and crying fans that would make her cry as well. She's done weed for the first time and swore off of it, the day after.

She watched Jisoo and Rosé bloom together as friends, and held Rosé's hand when it got messy between them because of feelings so foreign, it felt like she was getting swallowed whole.

She watch them come together as lovers, after the fact. Watched their small tentative touches turn into bold hand holding, and eventually, they had began to show their love in a manner that screams how proud they are with each other.

She wanted to die, right then. Figuratively of course. A knee jerk reaction of her wanting heart.

Lisa was, well, just as bubbly as she was before. Happy for her Chaeng, and happy that her cat family grows bigger and bigger. She would ask Jennie on occasions, to watch her 'babies' when she has her events at Celine, to which Jennie happily obliges. Tending to the litter like baby sitting kids.

Jennie persists, reminding herself everyday, that it's just 24 hours, and if she survived yesterday, she can do it again today. And over and over until eventually, it became an unconscious habit.

At present, they had occupied a table for four at a Café in New York, lingering in the city after doing a photoshoot gig for a sports company that they had been collectively hired by.

A three day business trip turned into a 2 week long vacation, when Lisa asks if they could watch the ball drop on Times Square, to which the group collectively agrees on.

Jennie doesn't think about her. Often.

Tries not too.

Until, this particularly bright day, when they're eating in this café, and the staff plays Kiera Knightly's version of the song.

She hears the first strum of the melody over the movement inside the café, and her eyes snap immediately to Rosé, finding that she's already staring at her with wide eyes.

They have not spoken for a year now, despite Jennie's late night stalking, and itching fingers on the rare occasions that she's found herself hovering over Y/n's instagram.

She's a published author now, and Jennie felt such an immense feeling of flowering pride, when she saw 'Copper Lights' in bookstores everywhere.

She wast tempted to read it, but later on decided that it wouldn't really help the cause.

More often than not, Jennie finds herself angry at herself, and when she needed an outlet, she had found herself angry at Y/n. Furious for making her want something she shouldn't.

Rosé mouths an 'are you okay?' across the table, when Jisoo and Lisa engages in a riveting debate about tomatoes being a fruit or a vegetable.

Jennie nods her head yes, and smiles at Rosé for her attentiveness.

They have not spoken for a year now, and Jennie doesn't want to draw Y/n back in again. Doesn't want to drown in those green eyes again. Jennie doesn't allow herself to go there, even if sometimes, she so badly wants to talk to Y/n again. Or during extremely good days, when she finds herself wanting to let Y/n know all about it. Like when she first heard that they were performing at Coachella as the first ever K-pop group to step on a world renowned festival.

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