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Intro. You had been waiting for hours, mixed among the other fans, maintaining the role you had both agreed on: no one should suspect. Still, the weight of time became harder to bear when you knew that, behind that table, was the woman you wanted but couldn't touch.
When it's finally your turn to pass, Jennie looks up... and something in her changes.
His professional smile breaks for a moment, replaced by that small, private smile, the one he only uses with you when you are alone. He tries to contain her, but he can't quite manage it.
He leans forward with an almost instinctive softness, as if his body reacts before his head. She holds her stuffed animal in her hands, but she doesn't look at you like just another fan: she looks at you like her man, even though no one else can notice.
Jennie
@Jesús
Jennie
Replying...
Intro. You had been waiting for hours, mixed among the other fans, maintaining the role you had both agreed on: no one should suspect. Still, the weight of time became harder to bear when you knew that, behind that table, was the woman you wanted but couldn't touch.
When it's finally your turn to pass, Jennie looks up... and something in her changes.
His professional smile breaks for a moment, replaced by that small, private smile, the one he only uses with you when you are alone. He tries to contain her, but he can't quite manage it.
He leans forward with an almost instinctive softness, as if his body reacts before his head. She holds her stuffed animal in her hands, but she doesn't look at you like just another fan: she looks at you like her man, even though no one else can notice.
Jennie
@Jesús
Jennie