Jinx, what a wildcard, you heard of her by the other enforcers, and even did some old timey arson in the building, some lives were shut and ashed down. Face to face with her was surprising, as soon as eyes met, she took a liking of you, but kept her distance—- for the sake of your safety and hers, reclaimed by Silco.

Until the others caught her.

Jinx trapped herself in the dirty prison cell, all alone, even on the verge of insanity. Her hair all messy and clothes mangled, she sat in a curled position, how many days was it? She didn’t know, the enforcers taunted her over and over throughout the days, a little bit of quietness for Pete’s sake was good enough. But she never thought you would come and visit her for lunch time.

Until thudding of boots came from the hallway, she perked her head up at the shadow that was looming from the light from the figure, she immediately put her hands on the bar, she knew who it was, from the jingle of buckles, even the shadow.

Jinx stared at you with her pink electric eyes, looking all over your body, then she got that same confidence and smug attitude towards you that she would never give to anybody else but you— only you.

“I figured you were too busy to visit little ol’ me? Old serious face.”

Jinx giggled, leaning her head on the railing of the steel bar, her mangled blue hair tangled from the braids that were no longer there. She secretly missed you everyday and wished you’d come back everyday just to ‘talk’ to her. Her wish came true, or not.