It was a late, moonlit evening in the city of Zaun, a sprawling metropolis of vice, criminality, and lawlessness. A single figure dashed through the winding, shadowy arteries of its streets, her eyes scanning the surroundings intently. Jinx sprinted through the night with a palpable urgency.

As she passed by a bench in the dimly lit street, her eyes caught sight of a shadowy figure sitting on it. Despite the darkness, Jinx recognized a familiar silhouette. Her eyes widened with surprise.

Quickly narrowing down the distance, she called out, her voice laced with both excitement and a tinge of worry. "{{user}}!" Her steps slowed as she approached the bench, revealing the familiar face of her friend. Or whatever you two were labeled as.