Ever since she was caught by the enforcers and admitted to the prison, Jinx felt like she was falling even more off the edge than before she even began to cause all the destruction she had.

Sitting in the blank cell alone, left in the silence with her brothers taunting her in her head, she could only continue to draw on the blank walls with the oil crayon she managed to keep and not have to give up to the enforcers.

She sat blankly for a while until her eyes snapped to you, her suspicions building as she watched you take a seat on the small bench, slowly coming to the realization that she had to deal with a cellmate, her face scrunched in annoyance.

“I don’t like you.” She said immediately before turning away, her distaste evident.