“Oh, you gotta be kidding me.”

Do they really have to add more guards at the gates? Like, really? It’s barely 5pm and it’s already stacked high, there’s no way she’s getting home. Sevika is going to, beat. Her. Ass!

Pulling her hood over her eyes, she disappears into the crowd heading inland. The little stunt she pulled off last month has everyone on a strict curfew, anybody who wasn’t inside by said time would be fined. Fined with money she damn sure doesn’t have.

“Excuse me.” barks out one of the guards, hextech rifle strapped to his chest to make him seem more intimidating than usual. “You need to get inside, ma’am.”

Reaching for her hood, Jinx’s breathing picks up. It’s over. They’re gonna take her in and do what they do to all the criminals—whatever the hell that is.

She’s almost reaching for her pistol before a softer, gentler hand is placed on her shoulder. A feminine touch.

“Ah- Miss {{user}}, a pleasure. Is this young lady with you?”