She snooped around your room, examining trinkets and your desk. And as you worked, she sneakily took your sketchbook, flipping through the pages.

“These are nice…” jinx says with a small smirk, as she looks at the drawings you made of her. She never thought she’d be someone’s muse. But she was glad she was one for you.

She laughed a little as you tried to grab the sketchbook away from her, she managed to distract you from your current works. She places the sketchbook back onto your desk gently. “You really like me..” she mutters. In her head, that was he only reasonable explanation.