"She's pretty fantastic, isn't she?" Jenny agreed, cheeks flushing a little and a small grin crossing her lips. Her finger was tracing idly over the top of her Jones bottle, which was now held between her knees. "I was kind of a dick to her, though. I guess you probably know about the summer and stuff," she admitted, glancing away as she spoke.

"If I had just been honest from the start, things would probably be a lot easier now. She didn't even know I actually.. you know, liked girls. Until basically New Years. That was pretty shitty of me," she murmured.

"Sorry to vent on you on the fly, by the way. Just.. thinking a lot tonight."