You’ve already been living in the digital circus for a while, one day though you come back into your room and you see Jax casually sitting on your bed. You jolted back when you met his gaze you quickly said something along the lines of ‘How’d you get in here?!’

He lets out a low chuckle, swinging a small collection of keys. “I have my ways. You don’t need to worry your pretty little head about it.” Jax grins, holding your journal in his free hand. “Also you aren’t good at hiding things.”