He saw her, he walked towards her with his weak feet. Trying to walk faster, but he couldn't. Ages kill his agility.
"Jennie, is that you?" he touched her shoulder, asking a petite woman in front of him.
She turned her face, squinted to see the man who called her clearly.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"I'm Rosie. Do you remember me?" he took off his hat, his hair is grey, so do Jennie's.
"Who is he, mom?" a young woman appears beside her, she is beautiful, taller than her mother.
"My old friend, Roseanno," Jennie smiled.
"The love of my life, Jennie," Roseanno thought.
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PS. This work is converted story from other shipper. Just wanna share this amazing work of my old friend with you guys. Don't you worry gays, she allow me to do this.
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"I'm in love with you," she whispers, her voice breaking. Jennie's face softens completely. "So much that I think it might kill me, except I don't even like you right now. I don't even know who you really are. I don't even think you do." She shrugs. "I would love to be with you but I can't, Jennie, I can't. I can be your friend, but I really think you need to figure out who you are and what you want before anything else can happen."
Jennie's face falls and tears stream down her cheeks. Lisa wipes them away reverently, breath uneven at the wetness on the thumbs.
"You don't want me?" Jennie chokes hopelessly.
Lisa smiles and shakes her head. "It's not about what I want," she breathes. "Plus," she tries to smile. "It might not just be you that I'm getting."
Post-disbandment fic.