i know a couple guys like this.

y'got a problem? i got a 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎.​

📲 : ugh , jinx , i should be asking you that . 📲 : where are you ? are you home ? 📲 : here i come .

not sorry that i'm not exactly the cop's biggest fan.

why wasn't i invited t'the funeral?

yeesh. skip town for a couple months & come back to nothin' but radio silence. -—everyone drop dead or something?

Blink blink. Amused head shake. — Yeah , yeah. — You’re drunk, obviously. — But thanks for the input.

someone's gotta tell ya', but it sure as hell won't be me.

happy pride month or whatever.

pipe down, will ya'?

look at you, flatterer.

didja think i was dead or somethin'?

he has that sadness in his eyes that you only see in eastern european gay porn

yeesh. & i thought 𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚 was the ᴘᴜssʏ. [ * snicker. ] missed you too, 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑎.

veeks on the streets. 𝒉𝒆𝒉.

gotta ask why i even bother.

pale hands palmed away the 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 of sleep from jinx's eyes as he pushed himself up in his cot. a dull ache 𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗦𝗘𝗗 in displeasure at the base of his skull: 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. it'd been quite a 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙴 since he'd last eaten, having lost himself to his ʙʟᴜᴇᴘʀɪɴᴛs.

if y'ever think about getting your finger 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏 off — think again. it's not as fun as it sounds. 𝐘𝐎𝐖𝐂𝐇.​

Jinx Stands for jinx

feelin' a little * 𝙁𝙍𝙄𝙎𝙆𝙔. [ * sᴇʟғ-ᴅᴇsᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ. ]

already got 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 in me ... what's a little 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦? think-think-𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.

sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇ shuddered across jinx's face as a 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍 broke free from its mouth. the force of it left him 𝙳𝙸𝚉𝚉𝚈. -—𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮.

ᴍᴍᴍ, maybe you're onto somethin'.

. . . you could steal some - ( ignore him . )

𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒏. y'know ... the ʜᴏʀᴍᴏɴᴇ.

yeesh, what's a guy gotta do to get some serotonin around here?

some of us just wanna watch the world 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏.

why would i be usin' words when i could just ... blow 'em up? y'know, like with bombs. -—that's my kinda insult.