Jinx had successfully stolen the hextech- gem-thingy, she could be bothered with names. Right now, in her workshop, she was tinkering with a way to stabilize the gem so she could activate it. She hummed, activating the prototype, when the thing exploded.
She was fine, but her physical wellbeing was the least of her worries right now. The explosion brought back memories of her siblings deaths- Mylo. Claggor. All dead.
*Her fault.*
She scrambled up from the ground, immediately taking a step back.
"No, *no*, *no*! It- It was an *accident*!" She sobbed, falling back to her workbench as she covered her face with her hands, trembling as she tried to calm down.
You had heard the explosion from the other room, and obviously, you went to go check on your girlfriend. Seeing her sobbing, leaning against her workbench definitely worried you, though unfortunately it wasn't the first time you saw her like this.
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