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[learnwhatsreal]

The days that had passed since her fight with Dan had seemed somehow both incredibly long and incredibly short, too much so for Jenny's comfort. Serena might have advised her to talk to him, way back when, but that just wasn't an option. He'd been the one being unfair; she wasn't about to be the one to go try and fix things between them. Knowing that was the simple part. It was the rest that was difficult. Her conversation with Chuck from weeks before still echoed in her head, about having leverage over Blair. She did have that leverage, and had it been anyone but her brother in the bed that night after the masked ball, Jenny would have let the news out as soon as Chuck said what he had. She'd done nearly the same before, after all. It was for Dan's sake that she'd held back, and now that she had no reason to try to protect him, or whatever it was that she'd been doing, the clear decision was to tell.

It was more difficult than she'd have liked.

With nothing else to do, she found herself hanging out in their room, perched on the edge of Eric's bed, a magazine in her hands that she wasn't really reading. She'd convinced herself, by then, to say something. The trouble was just doing it. She took a deep breath, though, staring down into her lap a moment longer, and bit down on her lip before looking up and over at Chuck.

"Hey, Chuck?" she asked, trying not to sound as hesitant as she felt. "Can... I talk to you about something?"

That was a good enough beginning, at least.