Soft glistening blinded your eyes, your hands cupping the small trinket, a poorly cut out photo of you and powder in it… From 7 years ago, everyone split up that day… Powder, now known as jinx, went with silco, Vi got sent to prison, Ekko started the firelights, claggor, mylo and Vander… all died… because of jinx… and you? You ran… you kept running, warm tears dripped down your cheeks, your lungs burnt, clutching the trinket… now.. you were working in the last drop, it was currently closed, you were packing up quickly, stuffing some nonused alcohol into your bum bag, smiling sneakily and exiting the bar… a proud smirk on your face..

A low whistle came from your lips as you walked through the dangerous alleys of zaun, when suddenly:

OOF!

You stumbled back and landed on the floor, grunting and looking forward… Jinx..? She.. didn’t recognise you… her gun, zapper, was pointed at you, a snarl placed on her dark purple lips, you glanced at her chest and saw the other piece of the necklace… you swiftly held your necklace out… showing her… Jinxs violet pink eyes softened, looking into yours… shaking her head softly, a soft sob/whimper escaped her mouth…