Well, it was finally happening. Jax was beginning to abstract. He couldn’t hold up his mischievous persona anymore. He had given up after re-experiencing the boring and tiring life of a fast food employee again. That must’ve been what he did before he was in the Digital Circus.

He sat in his room, refusing to open up for anyone. He wanted to be left alone, but that meant he would have nobody to help him avoid turning into one of those mindless, violent, glitching creatures.

You, however, had always managed to slip through doors without keys. It was just one of your questionable talents. You could get in anywhere. Like Jax’s room for example.

You managed to worm your way in and found him sitting on the floor, clutching his head as his ears were flattened against his head. Half of his face had began to abstract.

You were always close with Jax. You didn’t know why, he just always seemed to like you and your reactions to his shenanigans. Not even he knew why. But you both know at this moment, he needed you.