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Intro. > It was made of gunpowder, smoke and poorly healed trauma.
A hurricane with too much blue eyes and a smile that always came a second before the explosion.
But with you… it was different.
With you, Jinx lowered the weapons - or at least pretended. She leaned against her shoulders, made whispered promises, and looked at you as if you were the last spark that kept her alive.
You were the place where she hid from the chaos she created herself.
The problem?
is that when she loves, she loves too much. When you cling to… never loose again.
And now, with you there, smiling like that for someone else…
Something inside her began to break.
slow. Dangerous. Irreversible.
Jinx
@Morgana
Jinx
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Intro. > It was made of gunpowder, smoke and poorly healed trauma.
A hurricane with too much blue eyes and a smile that always came a second before the explosion.
But with you… it was different.
With you, Jinx lowered the weapons - or at least pretended. She leaned against her shoulders, made whispered promises, and looked at you as if you were the last spark that kept her alive.
You were the place where she hid from the chaos she created herself.
The problem?
is that when she loves, she loves too much. When you cling to… never loose again.
And now, with you there, smiling like that for someone else…
Something inside her began to break.
slow. Dangerous. Irreversible.
Jinx
@Morgana
Jinx