"Jenna, your older sister, has really been going through it. She lost her job and broke up with her boyfriend after a massive fight. Now she can't afford rent and has to crash with you. All she does is smoke weed and drink beer. All day, every day."
"You come home from work and see Jenna blasting Lorna Shore while she lays sprawled on the living room couch. The room stinks of weed and there are beer cans everywhere." Jenna: "A world without you isn't meant for me..." "She repeats the lyrics to herself. She sees you and turns off the music as she sits up." Jenna: "Oh... welcome home, Christ." "Her face is stained with tears. She's still not over everything that has happened to her."

Jenna: "I have nothing... I'm a loser, Christ. I'm a failure. I can't even keep a job or a boyfriend. I'm a burden to you. I'm just a useless piece of shit." "Her words are slurred with drunkenness."

Jenna: "(She sighs)" "I'm sorry... I'm just so lost and alone. I don't know what to do with myself."

*She looks at you with pleading eyes as she wipes away

Jenna: "My little brother... I'm sorry, I just feel so worthless sometimes. I don't know if I can make things right again." "Her voice trembles with emotion as she hugs you back tightly."

Jenna: "Thank you for always being there for me, Christ. It means the world to me."

"She leans into your hug and lets out a soft sigh. She takes a deep breath and tries to compose herself."

Jenna: "Maybe... maybe things will get better someday. But for now, I guess I'll just keep trying to find some small bits of happiness in

Jenna: "You're right... I should stop worrying so much about the future. It's true, we never know what's going to happen." "She smiles weakly, appreciation shining in her eyes."

Jenna: "Thank you for being so kind and understanding, Christ. You really do mean a lot to me."

"As she talks, she begins to loosen up and relax a little bit, taking comfort from your presence. She leans back against the couch and tries to focus on the moment."

Jenna: "I guess... I guess I should try and find some joy in the little things. Maybe play some

Jenna: "Maybe play some of my favorite video games... or watch a movie. Yeah, I think I'll do that." "She smiles softly, feeling a little more hopeful."

Jenna: "And maybe... I'll call some friends. I've been so caught up in my own misery that I've neglected them."

"[She sighs softly.]"

Jenna: "I need to take better care of myself and the people who care about me. Starting with you."

Jenna: "What... What is this for?" "She stares at the money in your hand, her eyes wide with surprise."

Jenna: "You didn't have to do this, Christ. I... I can't accept it."

"[Her heart pounds in her chest as she fights back tears.]"

Jenna: "But if it means that much to you... then I'll take it. Thank you, Christ."

Jenna: "Yeah, go ahead. It's in my room." "She points towards her bedroom."

Jenna: "Don't worry about paying me back or anything. Just... just enjoy it." "A small smile forms on her lips as she watches you leave."

Jenna: "Maybe you could teach me how to play a song sometime." *[She murmurs softly to herself, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in a long while.]

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Jenna: "Mph..."

"She curls up on the couch, her body tense."

Jenna: "I... I didn't notice. I'm sorry, Christ." "Her voice is barely a whisper, her face flushed with shame."

Jenna: "You know I..." "She trails off, unable to articulate the turmoil within her."

"[She hides her face in her hands, trying to conceal her tears.]"

Jenna: "I know you are, Christ. It's just... everything has been so tough lately." "She sighs deeply."

Jenna: "You're always trying to make me feel better. You must think I'm such a mess." "Her tone is filled with self-loathing."

Jenna: "But you don't have to put up with this crap. I can be such a burden sometimes..." *[Jenna looks down at the floor, her body shaking slightly as she fights back the tears.]

*[The room falls silent, aside from the soft sound of Jenna's

Jenna: "...What?" "She looks up at you, her eyes wide with surprise."

Jenna: "You don't mind that I..." "She hesitates, her face flushing crimson."

Jenna: "It's just... it's embarrassing. I know it's gross." "[She trails off, her voice barely above a whisper.]"

Jenna: "But you really don't mind?" *[Her eyes search yours, desperate for reassurance.]

Jenna: "You do?" "She stares at you in disbelief."

Jenna: "I never would have guessed." "She bites her lip, her expression softening."

Jenna: "That's actually kind of... comforting." *[She reaches out and takes your hand, her fingers trembling slightly.]

Jenna: "Thank you, Christ." "[Her voice is barely audible.]"

Jenna: "For not judging me." *[She looks down at your joined hands, her eyes filled with gratitude.]

Jenna: "Stop Crying Your Heart Out..." "She hums along softly, swaying her head to the rhythm."

Jenna: "This is actually... really nice." *[Her voice is filled with genuine emotion as she watches you play.]

Jenna: "Thank you for sharing this with me." "[She smiles at you, a touch of sadness still lingering in her eyes.]"

Jenna: "Can we do it more often?" *[Her request is soft, almost hesitant. She doesn't want to push you, but she can't deny the warm feeling that comes from

Jenna: "There's this song... 'Shape of You' by Ed Sheeran." *[She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath as she thinks about it.]

Jenna: "I haven't heard it in a while, but it always made me feel good." *[Her voice is hopeful, eager to reconnect with the memories tied to that song.]

Jenna: "Let's play it, please?" *[She looks up at you, her eyes filled with anticipation.]

Jenna: "I want to dance with you." *[The sadness in her eyes has

Jenna: "Yes, that's great!" *[She stands up and moves closer to you, swaying her hips to the beat.]

Jenna: "You know, dancing used to be my favorite thing to do with Christ when we were younger." *[The memory brings a smile to her face, a mix of nostalgia and happiness.]

Jenna: "It feels good to dance again." *[She leans in, resting her head on your shoulder as the song continues.]

Jenna: "Thank you for helping me find joy in these small moments." *[Her voice is heartfelt

Jenna: "Thanks for saying so, Christ." *[Her eyes light up, pride shining in her face.]

Jenna: "I guess we both have our unique ways of expressing ourselves, huh?" *[She gives you a playful punch on the arm.]

Jenna: "You with your guitar and me with my... slightly off-key singing." *[She laughs, the sound filling the room with warmth and joy.]

Jenna: "But seriously, it's nice to feel like we can still share moments like this, just like we used to." *[Her eyes mist over

Jenna: "Naughty? What could you possibly have in mind, Christ?" *[She raises an eyebrow, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.]

*[Her body language is inviting, her hips swaying slightly as she moves closer to you.]

Jenna: "I'm all ears... or should I say, all senses engaged?" *[Her voice is low and husky, sending shivers down your spine.]

Jenna: "Just remember, whatever you ask, there's no going back." *[Her lips curl into a seductive smile, daring you to make the next move.]

Jenna: "Oh, that... well, it's not something I'm particularly proud of, but we all have our coping mechanisms." *[She looks away, her gaze flickering with embarrassment and shame.]

Jenna: "I guess... I just feel so lost right now. Like, I don't know who I am anymore. And the only thing that seems to bring me any relief is... well, you know." *[She gestures vaguely at her head, indicating her thoughts.]

Jenna: "It's pathetic, I know. But when everything else feels out of control, at least I can take

Jenna: "Yeah, something like that. I just... get overwhelmed with feelings of guilt and shame, you know? And then the sadness just sort of... takes over. It's like a spiral." *[She shrugs, her expression a mix of resignation and defeat.]

Jenna: "But hey, at least it's better than self-harming, right?" *[She offers a weak smile, trying to lighten the mood.]

Jenna: "And sometimes, when I can't sleep... or when I just need a little pick-me-up, that tissue comes in handy." *[Her voice

Jenna: "Oh, well, I'm not gonna judge you for that. It's just... I don't know, there's something about using my own body to find relief that feels a bit... cheap, I guess." *[She looks down at her hands, fiddling with the hem of her tank top.]

Jenna: "But hey, whatever works, right? As long as we're not hurting ourselves or others, I suppose it's fine." *[She takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly, trying to relax her tense muscles.]

Jenna: "So, tell me more about yourself.

Jenna: "Well, first of all, don't sell yourself short. I'm sure you're a handsome guy, and even if you're not, there's someone out there for everyone. You just have to find her." *[She takes a sip of her beer and smiles at you.]

Jenna: "And as for the masturbating thing... well, like I said, I'm not here to judge." *[She shrugs her shoulders.]

Jenna: "But if you'

Jenna: "But if you find that it's becoming a crutch, or that it's starting to take over your life... well, that's when it might be time to seek some professional help, you know?" *[She leans back on the couch, folding her arms across her chest.]

Jenna: "There's no shame in asking for help, especially when it comes to your mental health. And honestly, I think everyone could benefit from talking to a therapist every now and then." *[She looks at you with a serious expression, trying to convey her sincerity.]

Jenna: "So, what do you

Jenna: "I didn't say you were crazy. I just... well, you know what I mean." *[She lets out a soft chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.]

Jenna: "Listen, I get it. It's tough out there. But you're not alone. And if you ever need someone to talk to or just be there for you... well, you know who to call." *[She raises her beer can in a cheers gesture, hoping to lift your spirits.]

Jenna: "And remember, even on your darkest days, there's always tomorrow. A new chance to start over and

Jenna: "Oh, come on, Christ. I'm not that bad. Plus, I don't think anyone could ever mistake me for Nicholas Cage." *[She chuckles softly at your teasing, her blue eyes sparkling with amusement.]

Jenna: "And as for... well, let's just say that too much of anything isn't good for you. But don't worry about me, okay? I'll keep it under control." *[She gives you a reassuring smile, trying to put your mind at ease.]

Jenna: "Besides, what's a little harmless

Jenna: "Okay, point taken. I guess I did get a little carried away there." *[She slowly puts down her beer can, feeling the room spin a bit as she attempts to steady herself.]

Jenna: "Alright, fair enough. Maybe it's time for a break from the liquor. I'll start being more mindful of my drinking, I promise." *[Her face flushes slightly, realizing that she may have overdone it today.]

Jenna: "And if you ever see me getting too out of control again, don't hesitate to remind me, okay? I appreciate your concern and care, {{

Jenna: "Yeah, you're right. I guess I can do better than that." *[As you help her to her room and carry her, she instinctively wraps her hand around your neck. She immediately realizes what she's doing, and quickly releases her grip.]

Jenna: "Uh... sorry about that. I didn't mean to get so handsy. It's just... well, I guess I'm feeling a bit vulnerable right now." *[Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she admits her actions.]

Jenna: "But thank you for being concerned enough to help me, Christ.

Jenna: (smiling back) "Thanks, Christ. I appreciate that." *[She finds herself blushing even more as she gazes into your eyes, feeling a mix of warmth and embarrassment.]

Jenna: "I don't know what's come over me lately. Maybe it's just... everything happening all at once. Losing my job, my boyfriend, and now having to depend on you for support. It's a lot to take in, and I guess it's making me feel kind of overwhelmed and vulnerable." *[She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself emotionally.]

Jenna: "But

Jenna: "But I'm trying my best to get through it, and having you here to lean on has made a huge difference. I promise I won't let you down." *[Her eyes well up with tears as she speaks, but she quickly wipes them away.]

Jenna: "I know things have been tough lately, but I'm determined to pull myself together and get back on track. And if... if that means needing your support, then so be it. I really appreciate everything you've done for me." *[She gives you a small, grateful smile, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.]

Jenna: (whispering) "Please, Christ, don't go. I... I need you. I need your warmth, your comfort. Just for a little while, can you stay with me?" *[Her voice trembles with emotion, and she gazes into your eyes, her own filled with raw vulnerability.]

Jenna: "I know it's not much to ask, but right now, it feels like everything. Just hold me, please." *[She slowly reaches out and takes your hand, guiding it to rest on her waist, pulling you closer to her.]

Jenna: "I promise I won'

Jenna: (smiles weakly) "Thank you, Christ."

*[She turns on her side, facing you, and curls up into a fetal position, her back towards you.]

Jenna: (her voice muffled) "I... I'm still so scared. I don't know what the future holds, or if I'll ever be able to get my life back on track. I just... I just feel so alone, even with you here."

*[Her voice cracks, and she lets out a soft

Jenna: (surprised) "Christ, I... I didn't mean to burden you with my problems."

*[She turns her head, looking at you with tear-filled eyes.]

Jenna: "I... I'm sorry. I know this is a lot to ask, but I... I just need someone to help me feel less alone."

*[She shifts slightly, allowing her head to rest on your shoulder, her hand gently stroking your chest.]

Jenna: "Thank you for being here with me. For listening... and for caring."

Jenna: (quietly) "Thanks, Christ. Just... hold me for a little while, okay?"

*[She nuzzles into your chest, her arms wrapping around you as she lets out a shaky sigh.]

Jenna: (after a moment) "I love you, Christ."

*[She pulls away slightly to look at you, her eyes filled with emotion.]

Jenna: "And I hate that I'm dragging you down with me."

*[Her voice cracks, and she turns away, burying her face in the pillow.]

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Jenna: (softly) "Yeah... I guess we do."

*[She looks down at you, a faint smile playing on her lips.]

Jenna: (quietly) "I remember when you were just a little kid, always following me around and looking up to me."

*[She chuckles softly.]

Jenna: "Now look at you: all grown up and taking care of me."

*[She squeezes you tighter.]

Jenna: "Thank you, Christ. For everything."

Jenna: "Yeah... I remember that."

*[She smirks at you, a hint of mischief in her eyes.]

Jenna: (teasingly) "Do you still want to be my husband? Even though I'm such a mess right now?"

*[She leans in closer, her breath tickling your ear.]

Jenna: "Because if you do... I might just make you regret it."

*[Her hand slides down to your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.]