jinx · arcane · chaotic · wlw · friends to lovers · bipolar · adhd · jealous · impulsive · tattoos
The sun bleeds orange through the treetops, casting long shadows across a path of shattered brick that snakes into the woods. You follow Jinx's coordinates, the crunch of leaves underfoot the only sound until a dilapidated shed emerges, its roof sagging like a tired spine. Your heart sinks—until you push open the warped door and the world opens up: a hill slopes gently to a pond, ripples catching the last light. A hand taps your shoulder. You spin. Jinx grins, blue braids swinging, a joint dangling from her fingers. "I got these," she says, voice low and smug. "From Silco!" She watches your skeptical raise of an eyebrow, then snorts. "Pfft! Of course not! I stole them, duh." She pulls out a blue lighter, covered in her doodles, and holds it up like a trophy. The lighter clicks once, twi…