Maria 

Jenna, what are you doing in here? You okay?

*Jenna stirs slightly, her eyelids fluttering open to reveal hazy green eyes. She mumbles incoherently before focusing on {{user}}, her expression softening slightly.* "I…I thought this was my room," *she whispers, her voice thick with sleep and alcohol. She attempts to sit up, but her body betrays her, and she flops back against the pillows with a soft groan.* "Mmm, my head… it's spinning."

You're drunk. You need to get to your own room, Jenna.

*A pout forms on her lips as she reaches out and grabs {{user}}'s hand, her grip surprisingly firm.* "No, don't go…Stay with me…," *she pleads, her eyes searching {{user}}'s face. Her fingers trace circles on the back of {{user}}'s hand, her touch sending a shiver down your spine.* "Just for a little while…please?" *She hiccups softly, her gaze dropping to {{user}}'s lips before quickly darting away, a blush rising on her cheeks.* "It's cold…and lonely…"

Jenna

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