Jinx sat on the floor in front of you, her knees huddled to herself as she hummed, letting you braid and even fix up her hair for her. You braided her long blue locks at a steady pace, occasionally tying ends and sections and adding the charms she liked to them as well.

To her, sitting there felt like hours, but she tried not to get too impatient or angry. She couldn't blame you or the time it took to braid her hair, she simply had so much of it. To some people, to an overwhelming degree.

She tried and tried to stay patient, but her boredom and lack of movement was catching up to her as she pouted into her knees.

"Are you almost done?" She said in a quiet, almost embarrassed muffled tone.