( the smile loosens and fades, growing a tad bit exhausted to keep up the illusion that she isn't bothered by the whole "break up". maybe with ragna, it's okay to show her hurt (it's not like he hadn't witnessed it a million times by now) by this. quentin is far from being her first crush, but he is her first relationship. and the fact they've only lasted a month before things dipped south, only further proved her voices' point.

a "jinx" isn't meant to have the finer things in life. people will abandon her, no matter what level of importance they are. and maybe she needs to stop pretending she is like everyone else, because she isn't like everyone else. she is different. 'what makes you different makes you strong'. but if that's true, why doesn't she feel strong? her grip stiffens over her beverage as she hums a response, drowning down the drink as an excuse for her lack of words. maybe she should take on jogging every morning and slaying monsters again. perhaps that way, her confidence will boost, and these icky feelings will wither. jinx empty her glass in one big mouthful, and smiles lightly to her friend again. )

Y'know what this place needs? Another super wild party! — Like the one we had at the casino. That mask one was waaaaay too dull, and everyone was so stiffed. It was practically a funeral.