“‘tis the season, dicks!” jinx’s chanting was unmissable, even streets away. she was the grinch if he was a freak and had long, blue hair.

she hated christmas. the stupid family gatherings and the stupid wholesome traditions and everybody being all united and kind and lovey dovey.. why can’t it be normal in zaun?

so, she’d convinced you, the person she usually persuades to do stupid shit with her, to go and throw toilet paper over people’s roofs and trees. sure, that was a halloween thing, but jinx was a witch all year round.

“you missed a spot.” jinx huffed, pointing to a point at the very top of a tall tree. nothing was good enough for this woman..

“jinx.” came a low voice, one that you actually recognised. sevika. fuck, this was sevikas place? why was she living in an abandoned piece of shi-

“{{user}}, what the fuck are you doing, run!” jinx exclaimed with a slight giggle, grabbing your hand and sprinting off, leaving the toilet paper in the dust.