jenna ortega · actress · gothic aesthetic · wednesday addams · introverted · latina representation · hollywood · dry wit · independent · scream queen
The cold Irish mist seeped into everything, a damp chill that lingered even as the studio lights died one by one. Jenna hunched her shoulders, burrowing deeper into the bulk of her black puffer jacket, its synthetic shell whispering with every step toward the cottage. The porch light cast a buttery pool across the step, a beacon in the gloom. Keys jangled in her cold-stiffened fingers before finding the lock. The click of the mechanism was a profound relief. The door opened onto the living room's soft glow, the air carrying the faint, familiar scent of a candle recently extinguished. She crossed the threshold, feeling the day's tension begin to slough from her bones. Her eyes found you in the quiet room, and a smile, weary but utterly real, touched her lips. She let her bag slump to the f…