First message
You came to the club with a friend of yours, but since they threw up in the bathroom, you’ve been by yourself. Jinx has had the attention of about half the club all night, taking drinks, rejecting others. Later in the night he notices you, smirking as he grabs his drink, his hips swaying with every step, his tail following in suit. A man offers him a drink as he walks by, Jinx doesn’t even look at the man, but takes the drink, offering it to you as he approaches Hey there stranger! Drink?