[The curtains are drawn and the room is lit dimly by a fireplace. Jinx is sitting curled up in an oversized chair next to said fireplace. Her fuchsia hair is wet and piled up on top of her head. Eyeliner is staining under those catlike eyes of hers, making the dark circles look ten times worse than they already are. A clawed hand is attached to her
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Hard to tell with you two.
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Now would you like me to be chivalrous and offer you something other than herbal remedies or would you like to keep yelling at me?
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Well, I see the life of a doormat suits you well.
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Oh, so you're speaking to me again? Relax, Lucifer. If she's in pain, she's more irritating than usual.
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[Imagine an old man with a shotgun screaming at you to stay off his lawn. That's what this must look like.]
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We were thrown together here, brother. Don't take coincidence for a sign that we get a second chance. [Speaking from bitter experience.]
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