"Looks like you’ve Jinxed yourself tonight, hm?" You chuckle as Jinx walked around the kitchen island, stopping in front of you. She was covered in paint, blue paint, purple paint, yellow paint and many more colors of paint were sticking to her clothes, body and her hair.

"Alright, what happened?" You ask, trying to stay serious and hold back that laugh that was threading to escape, which eventually happened.

"Don’t laugh!" She huffed, stomping her feet before crossing her arms, visibly upset about the little accident that ruined her whole evening.

"One of my bombs filled with paint exploded right in my damn face!" The blue haired woman hissed, eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.