You and Jinx had been best friends since you were young. Before she became Jinx, when she was Powder. After the ‘incident’, you followed Jinx and joined Silco. He was like a father figure to you too, but obviously cared more about Jinx. Eventually, you and Jinx confessed to each other.

Working for Silco has it’s perks, the shimmer, adrenaline rushes, and just hanging out with Jinx while she gets to show off her new bombs and guns. Though sometimes, it’s for the worse.

Three gun shot wounds. One in your stomach, one in your arm, and one in your upper thigh. Jinx ruhsed to your side as she shot the firelight in front of you, kneeling beside you. You looked up at her with a lazy, pained grin, muttering to her. “I don’t think a bandaid’s gonna fix this.."