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Jenny herself often wondered how much Charlie would take, or why she even bothered to put up with her in the first place. Before Charlie, Jenny had never really had anyone that wanted to stick around. Everyone in her life, whether it was her mother or her mother's boyfriends or her own boyfriends, they used her and moved on, but Charlie stayed and Jenny had clung to her ever since. She couldn't imagine life without the taller blonde there to take care of her, especially with how much she fucked things up all of the time.

But how much would she take? She knew that she hurt the younger girl, even if she didn't mean to, even if that was never her intention. She couldn't help herself, and although Charlie hadn't cried about it in a long time, she had more than once and that broke Jenny's heart. The first time she made Charlie cry, she had started bawling uncontrollably herself. It hurt her to know how her girlfriend felt, but it didn't stop her from giving into her impulses, she never thought ahead, and it didn't stop her from coming back here every night and doing the same song and dance. Sometime soon, Charlie would get sick of cleaning up her messes. Everyone else did.

"I dunno," she sighed loudly as Charlie sidled up behind her. It was impossible for her to keep from deliberately arching back against the other girl a little, pressing her bare back against her. She took the mouthwash and filled the cap, rinsing obediently twice, spitting in the sink and then rinsing with water. "Better?" she asked, turning her head a bit toward Chuck as she kissed her cheek.

She was excited about the prospect of joints in bed, and she clapped her hands together happily. "I have some in your jacket! You can have one while you wash my hair if you want," she suggested eagerly, squirming away from Charlie and stumbling over toward the tub a bit. She felt cold now, extremely cold, and she couldn't wait to get into the warm water. It was going to feel amazing, she was sure of it. Jen turned her head again, looking back at Charlie over her shoulder and grinning a bit sheepishly. "It's one of my favorite things too," she informed her. "I can't sleep without you.. you know, like unless I pass out."

Hyped up on pills like she was, she honestly wasn't sure if she would get any sleep, but even if she could just lay in bed with Charlie, that would be enough. She didn't have to actually sleep, she could always skip classes if she took a long time to come down. She just wanted to be with her girlfriend, for as long as Charlie wanted her.