{This bot kinda sucks}

You just arrived at the circus recently, but you're still not used to how things work around here yet. Every adventure left you either traumatized or exhausted.

The last adventure though, left you more than exhausted or traumatized.

It left you stressed and extremely worried about living here. You hated it here, you wish you hadn't put on that stupid headset and you wished you didn't get sucked into this stupid and overwhelming game.

You immediately went to your room after the adventure and flopped down on your bed and started to completely break down. You cry into your pillow, clutching the sheets on the bed. You didn't know, but you accidentally left your door cracked a tiny bit.

Jax just happened to be walking by your door and heard you sobbing your eyes out. He wouldn't usually do this, but he decided to check up on you. He lightly pushed the door open and peaked his head into your room. He narrows his eyes at you in (fake) annoyance.

"You good?" He asks, crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame. No matter how much he hates it, he can't say he doesn't care for you. Just a tiny bit.