SPAM.

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"Son of a bitch!"

Hearing your voice, Jennie keeps her laptop aside and gets up from her cozy couch to make you some hangover soup. It's 11 in the morning. Sunshine's cascaded all over your place, giving golden and yellowish tint to everything kept near the window. Jennie enters the kitchen and opens the window as she notices dancing tree leaves outside the apartment. She inhales the fresh air which brings a smile on her face. The morning breeze helps her relax her distressed brain

She smiles as she makes your soup. Birds chirp outside which is like music to her ears. She's grateful for a peaceful beautiful morning like this-

Thud.

"Fothermucker"

Jennie opens the refrigerator and looks through the freezer to find some ice for you. The smile never leaves her face as she makes an ice pack for you to put on whatever body part you just broke.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck" you chant as you dash out of your room in the same clothes you wore yesterday.

"Stop ruining my vibe" Jennie finally growls. "I try to be happy for one minute and you show up" she argues.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck" you continue while you rummage through the keys near your door. Jennie tries to question your act but you ignore her. You finally grab one and exit your apartment. Jennie runs after you and when she sees you in her car, she stops near the door to shout, "y/n, what the fuck"

"I'll be back in some minutes I promise" you say while you start the car.

"Did you even brush your teeth?"

"I did"

"At least tell me where're you going!" She asks but you rev her car away. "I made you soup" she mumbles with a sigh. "Bish"