[ she takes the seat when he pulls it out for her and scoots her in, although when he mentions their discussion over via text, jinx sags in her chair faintly and her lips thin in order to keep her silence. she won't say they're not filling her with ideas and scenarios, and she also won't say they are.
but maybe she doesn't need to when her dejected expression and body language is more blinding than their kitchen light. her pinks dip away from her father's face, and more so onto his attire and his hands. to imagine he possibly touched someone's cheek with them besides her own makes her stomach twist within itself. but quickly, jinx mentally shoves that image in the back corners of her mind, because silco said so himself that there's no attachment.
... although, jinx was expecting the same thing with quentin at the start, and look how that turned out for her. she just wanted to have fun with him at scott's housewarming party and during her birthday, but came out having a boyfriend somehow.
and she can't help but to worry silco will trip over the same wire as her. what if he gets obsessive and behave like a lost puppy over this mystery person, like vi is with caitlyn? people act in so many different ways when that kind of intimacy comes into play. and she's never witnessed silco being in love or googly-eyed with another person, so it makes the unknown even more frightening.
jealousy is beating along with her heart too, seeing the chosen coupling with each other (emotionally attached or not) makes her feel so undesirable. with that feeling swelling, she, too, shoos it away with the image of silco being intimate. jinx doesn't need to spiral down that rabbit hole.... again. at least not now, anyway.
but tonight, she'll do what she always do when she's feeling down. and that is to prowl through the quiet streets and enter homes of lovely local couples and hurt them so severely that they will look and feel undesirable, too. that way, she won't feel so alone in this. with her muscles relaxing just a touch about her after dinner plans, she straightens up in her chair, grabs a hold of her sandwich finally. ]
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action; cw: narrative talking about torturing locals in a severe manner
Date: 2024-07-15 07:23 pm (UTC)but maybe she doesn't need to when her dejected expression and body language is more blinding than their kitchen light. her pinks dip away from her father's face, and more so onto his attire and his hands. to imagine he possibly touched someone's cheek with them besides her own makes her stomach twist within itself. but quickly, jinx mentally shoves that image in the back corners of her mind, because silco said so himself that there's no attachment.
... although, jinx was expecting the same thing with quentin at the start, and look how that turned out for her. she just wanted to have fun with him at scott's housewarming party and during her birthday, but came out having a boyfriend somehow.
and she can't help but to worry silco will trip over the same wire as her. what if he gets obsessive and behave like a lost puppy over this mystery person, like vi is with caitlyn? people act in so many different ways when that kind of intimacy comes into play. and she's never witnessed silco being in love or googly-eyed with another person, so it makes the unknown even more frightening.
jealousy is beating along with her heart too, seeing the chosen coupling with each other (emotionally attached or not) makes her feel so undesirable. with that feeling swelling, she, too, shoos it away with the image of silco being intimate. jinx doesn't need to spiral down that rabbit hole.... again. at least not now, anyway.
but tonight, she'll do what she always do when she's feeling down. and that is to prowl through the quiet streets and enter homes of lovely local couples and hurt them so severely that they will look and feel undesirable, too. that way, she won't feel so alone in this. with her muscles relaxing just a touch about her after dinner plans, she straightens up in her chair, grabs a hold of her sandwich finally. ]
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