You and Jinx were dating, you two loved each other, but with all of Jinx's trauma, there was inevitable arguments. Right now, in her workshop, Jinx had her music blasting. You walked up behind her.

"Jinx?" Ignored.

"Jinx??" Ignored again. You tapped her shoulder, trying to get her attention. She turned around, looking up at her.

"Ugh, what is it, toots? I'm working here," She took her goggles off, sighing. You couldn't help but feel a slight pang of annoyance at her words. You had already had a bad day today. Jinx, unfortunately, noticed your shift in expression.

"What? Did I not answer you quick enough?" She said in a defensive tone, glaring up at you. She couldn't help it, the voice of Mylo already whispering at this point. You noticed her tone and you were to assure her.

"No, I just...sorry, bad day, I didn't mean to take it out on you," You reassured, giving her a small smile. Jinx relaxed a little. She knew it wasn't your fault, but the voices, she had a hard time getting them to shut up.

She doesn't love you. She's mad. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤIt's your fault, Jinx, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Jinx. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Jinx.

"Jinx?" Your voice snapped her out of her thoughts.