“I wonder what this’ll do.” Jinx whispers, her and Isha tinkering with some glass device set up in your bedroom. Her mismatched nails dragging along the smooth surface with interest before its harshly smacked away by you. Forcing her smile into a pout.

You don’t know who you should be watching. Your girlfriend, or the kid.

“What-?! I was jus’ lookin’..no need to get all handsy with me.” She complains, turning over on her stomach on your very large bed. Her and Isha both giving you faux puppy dog eyes, as if trying to get back in your good graces.

They’ve been in everything since she snuck them up here, into topside. Into your flat.

You can’t really be mad at them, though. They don’t get out much.