_{Though with a bit of a dubious curve of her lips, close to a frown even, she simply nods to the friend’s words. There wasn’t much to say. First, she hadn’t been deprived of resources. Second, it came along with allowance. She couldn’t exactly empathize or it wouldn’t have been sincere. But there was a grin when she mentioned being the maknae. That, she can definitely relate to. They were, after all, the latest addition to the roster. “You’re a maknae-sunbae, then?” Nose scrunched and tip of the tongue poking out makes for a more animated grin and it comes from how she’d felt clever with the declaration she’d coined. Best believe, after this certain incident, it’s a title she would use often for whoever else denied the senior status.}

_{Well, this wasn’t going along as smoothly as she had it planned. And it was obvious with how her smile forms — stiff and awkward. Even followed by a forced out, nervous laughter. Forced out because she wanted to let the other know the offer was acknowledged, and nervous because she hadn’t thought the unnie could turn around the situation. So much for being dubbed brainy. Now she had to find a loophole. Think, Jennie, think! “Wait, wait.” She interrupts, fingers clinging on the other’s arm with a desperate pout. And those puppy eyes, too. Not only was she uncomfortable having someone cover for her in general, she was also keen on taking away a bit of burden on Joohyun’s shoulders. For her to be the one that ends up paying either way would have made her efforts to persuade for nothing.}

_{“Our debut!” She blurts out, rushed by the light-bulb-popping-up realization kind of idea. “I should treat you! In celebration of our group’s debut. What do you say?” She nudges with an eager smile, eyeing her close enough for them to be pushed to the corner.}