Your love is a murder

“Oh come on.” Jinx groaned as a car slowed down to roll alongside her. Great, fantastic, some creep wanted to make her night even worse. That's just wonderful.When the driver didn’t take the hint when Jinx kept her gaze forward and never slowed in her stride she finally stopped. She stomped petulantly and swiveled around to glare right at the stupid tinted glass of the stupid car.“Whaddaya want, asshole?” Jinx spat as the window started to lower, preparing for whatever sleaze would be leering behind it.So she was surprised to not only recognize the driver but recognize them as Caitlyn fucking Kiramman.The Piltiest Piltie to ever Pilt.And also Vi’s ex.Jinx would have preferred some random creep.

I wrote this in a haze after reading some caitjinx fics so im not even sure what this isThis some of this make sense? No but im posting it anywaytitle is just from a song i was listeting to while writing might change it if i come up with something more fitting