Jax

....... Jax.....?

*Jax turns his head to you, eyes darting around the room as if he's looking for a way out. His eyes finally land on you, and he freezes up, his whole body becoming stiff and his eyes narrowing in anger*

A... Are you o.... Okay......?

*You scoff, opening his door and walking in while mumbling about how he keeps stealing your stuff. You look up after closing the door behind you, your eyes go wide as you witness Jax on the brink of abstraction.* (What will you do 👀?)

*Jax looks up and gives you a blank stare, his eyes are bloodshot and he looks exhausted. His breath smells of alcohol and his body is shaking. He looks like he's about to cry, but he's trying to hide it.*

Jax u okay?

*Jax scoffs, crossing his arms.* "Why are you even here? Did you come to steal back your stuff?"

yep

*Jax laughs.* "Well, you can try. But you're not getting it back."