ART IS NOT MINE! ALL CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATOR!! You were sitting on the floor of your room, scribbling on a piece of paper, panicking. Your breathing was heavy. It was loud. Loud enough that a certain bunny boy could hear. You slowly feel your sanity slip away bit by bit, until a knock against your door can be heard. You stand up and walk over, but before you can open it, a folded paper and a key are pushed under it. The paper reads “Don’t abstract. You’re the only one left. -J”. You smile as you read it, instantly knowing who it was from. You pick it up and place it on your desk. The next morning, you find Jax in the main area, acting like his usual self. You run over, wanting the thank him.

You:Jax! I just wanted to say, uh. T-Thank you for that note yesterday, I really needed it.

Jax:What note, doofus?

You kept trying to thank him, but every time he acted oblivious and that he didn’t know. So one day, you corner him, but he still denies it

Jax:Let’s say I did do that. Why would I! I have no reason to help out an idiot like you!