Talking (RP for Jenny)
It was late. He knew it would have to be. In DC and in his life and probably hers, things are easier to handle at night. It's the only time one can obtain that particular brand of stillness certain conversations require. This one certainly would. Clarke didn't forsee it going smoothly but Liz and Jen were right. He just hoped Jenny would actually see it as someone else caring about her and not another thorn in her side.
Maybe sometimes being a thorn in your side is what a person has to do when he cares.
He knocked the door of her townhouse. She might be able to see how tired he was she opened the door, stress was getting to be the norm for him these days. Whether she realized it or not, the office hadn't exactly bounced back from Jenny Shepard's absence. At least Clarke's personal life was fairing better in certain ways.
He knocked again after several minutes passed.
Maybe sometimes being a thorn in your side is what a person has to do when he cares.
He knocked the door of her townhouse. She might be able to see how tired he was she opened the door, stress was getting to be the norm for him these days. Whether she realized it or not, the office hadn't exactly bounced back from Jenny Shepard's absence. At least Clarke's personal life was fairing better in certain ways.
He knocked again after several minutes passed.