021-Enthusiasm
"Alright, I understand that you need a place to crash…but really? Did you just decide to walk right in and make yourself at home?" Robin asked as he surveyed the damage done to the Common Room.
"Look, Boy Blunder," Jinx said, her smirk not diminishing in the slightest, "All you said was to watch the city while you and your little band of misfits went and do all this cool hero stuff. You never once said we had to stay out of your little fortress."
Robin could already feel his stress levels going up; it wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning and already the returning Titans had found that the kitchen sink was broken, the volleyball net on the roof was broken, and at least half of the tiles from the walkway leading up to the rooftop were uprooted and scattered on the surrounding area.
"Fine, let me rephrase what I said," Robin said, already switching his tone to 'I'm team leader and don't screw with me.' Jinx seemed unphased as Robin ranted left and right, only pausing to stop when something in the kitchen busted and he had to tell both Cyborg and Beast Boy to stop bickering at each other.
"Your punishment," He said at long last, and Jinx looked up from her nails to glance at the spiked hair boy, "just, clean up a bit, and…try not to destroy anything else. We don't exactly like to dish out money towards lengthy repairs."
"No problem, Robin," Jinx said, getting up from her seat and patting his shoulder as she left, "half of the damage wasn't me anyway."
Before he could question further, Jinx was gone and Robin was left to help clean up the Tower.
I can only imagine what else she got into while she was here, Robin thought with a grimace as he saw water from the sink begin to soak his shoes.