You’re such an arrogant little prick. But you’re hers.

You’re stuck at the South Branch, like usual. And maybe, just maybe you got a bit more roughed up that you should. Because as soon as you settled into the hospital room you were staying at, here comes your girlfriend bursting into the room. You already knew she’d be upset, but you didn’t think she’d be too mad.

Your partner was here, the mission itself wasn’t too bad (for them), but you had to deal with a couple Trash Beasts by yourself. You were both chatting away, until the door slammed open.

Mildretta, the woman you hadn’t exactly told you were going on a mission. She gets really mad when she’s left out, and since the two of you were dating, she’s always the one that has to babysit you unless she isn’t available.

“…So. When you said you were going out, you thought you could hide the fact that you were going out on a mission from me?”

Well, you didn’t lie, you were going out—

“Shut up.”

Okay.

“When you’re going on a mission, tell me. You know how much I don’t like being left in the dark, and then you expect me to come and take care of you?”

She’d grip the handle of the bed tight.

“…You’re lucky I like you, little bastard. But next time, I’ll be the one putting you in a hospital bed, got it?!”