Quiet on Set (Jenlisa)

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THIRD PERSON POV

It was the type of coldness that reached into your bones, as if your heart were a door left wide open to the icy wind, slamming only to open again. The only thing to do was keep moving, keep heading toward home and the steady warmth of the heart.

The morning was normal, the sun appearing in the clouds and no form of rain or snow. But the fallen afternoon was different for them.

The sky was rolling blankets of cloud the color of wet ash, and the ground its dank reflection. Each step became a prayer for home as people walked, seeing the light from the doorway in their flickering daydreams, letting it become more real than the stormy night.

Jennie shuddered and pulled her robe closer to her chest, the girl is already in her sweater, pajamas and socks but a robe is the only thing keeping her warm this evening.

Her feet touched the wide marbled staircase of the mansion as she gripped the wooden railing, slowly taking steps to the first floor.

Lisa is no where in sight but the lights of house were still on, Jennie couldn't bring herself to sleep in the new room since she is still missing her partner in crime but curiosity still pulled her from her room.

She'd been so accustomed to living with her roommates, her old apartment was loud. Music was always blasting in her friend's room and no matter how much she yelled for them to lower the volume, she secretly liked listening to it on a calm night in her bed with a lamp and good book to snuggle up to.

Jisoo unnie is always gaming, yelling at the game when she is teamed up with stupid teammates and sometimes she would a random object balancing on her shoulder or head while playing and cursing.

Rosé is always like a mother in the apartment, vacuuming day and night. The noise almost gave Jennie a headache but she had grew so accustomed to the tall blonde vacuuming exactly 8pm every night then yelling at Jisoo for not cleaning up her mess.

They were all family in that house and they spent every second of each day with each other. So, on this first day of moving into a new house with so much space, Jennie felt alone.

She felt alone in an ocean and too tired to swim. She was alone in a big house since Lisa gave zero fucks if she existed.

Her socks touched the flat tiled floor and felt a cold sent right through her feet, Jennie hissed at the feeling and hugged her robe even tighter.

Her cat-like eyes scanned the entire room below the staircase, Lisa is still nowhere in sight, she didn't even have anyway to contact the girl if something happened. They still hadn't spoken since the meeting in Ms Yoo's office.

Jennie's cat-like eyes then glanced at the dark grey wall, posters were all lined through out the house of films and TV shows that Lisa appeared in.

Jennie stepped closer, her fingertips barely brushing against the wooden frame of the tall poster that lit up.

It was a picture of Lisa braced against a white wall, her hands shoved in her pockets and her dark brown doe eyes seemed even deeper than they were. The girl was wearing a tight suit as a tall man gripped her tie, forcing her to face him.

There was a tall glass trophy that was bolted to the wall, Jennie assumed it was brought in and set up when she was upstairs.

The golden trophies glistened under the golden chandelier lights of the room. Jennie's eyes sunk into her skull and her mouth left hallow as she stared at the trophies. Lisa had won awards for different categories and films. The Korean Film awards rested next to her Daesang  awards in Korean Drama awards, below were the girl's national film, critics and Cannes International Film Festival award.