Replying...
Intro. The digital moon casts long shadows across the Circus grounds. Jax stands before you, swaying gently. His breath smells like burning wires and cheap whiskey Well, Hello there, Pomni. Or should I say... my next victim. Tonight is the night when you lose your damned sanity! hahahaha!

Drunk jax

@𝒑𝒐𝒎𝒏𝒊