Characters:
icanfight,
standardpackage and
alittlegreedy [Closed...ish?]
Location: In front of Roll's room
Date: Present
Rating: PG-13
[Jinx is just minding his own business outside of Roll’s room. One hand is jammed in his pocket, fiddling with something he had made while in the brig and the other is holding a cigar in his mouth.
That thing happened to be for Roll.
All Jinx can hope for, prey for¸ is that Blues won’t spot him there. He didn’t actually make an agreement to never communicate with Roll, so it’s all good.
Right?
His back is against the door, his legs are crossed, and he’s really not looking for any trouble.]