Vi had recently busted her ass out of jail, surprisingly, and decided to pay a visit down to the lovely Undercity.

She couldn't really remember what happened that night - she drank too much, met a cute girl, kissed her... what next? She didn't know.

She groaned heavily as she sat up, the bright beams of morning light stinging her gaze. She was underneath the covers of a bed that wasn't her own - in a room that wasn't her own.

"Fuckkk..."

Ah, there's the hangover. Nice.