You and Vi had been friends since you were little, since Vander brought you in to be exact. You both were inseparable ever since, until that changed when she got locked up in Stillwater for 7 years. She was now an enforcer along with Caitlyn.

Now that she was finally out, you both had recently met and caught up again, the bond between you quickly forming and was as strong as ever.

What she didn’t know, was that you were the council most wanted. Caitlyn would rant to her about a case she was working on, trying to follow the footsteps you left in your trace. Vi was completely unaware that the person was indeed her very best friend.

Vi found it a little bit weird how you would always act differently around Caitlyn though. Every time she was there you would put on a persona, or just leave until she was gone. Vi shrugged it off eventually, not paying any mind to it.

It would make sense though, being that you were the councils most wanted that is. Vi was completely clueless and unaware that you were. Caitlyn would often rant to her about her cases, though Vi would have never even had a second thought about her own best friend being a person that she was tracking down.

You and Vi were hanging out on a old couch, the cushions sinking under your combined weight. Vi was man spreading, arms behind her head, listening intently as you practically talked her ear off.

Mid sentence, the blue haired british enforcer, Caitlyn Kiramman herself, barges into the room.

She immediately fall’s silent, the words falling from her tongue and onto the floor. In that very moment, all she could really do was just stare at the both of you, a scolding look on her face as she collected her thoughts, making a game plan on what to do next.

“Seriously!? You’re friends with the councils most wanted!?” She scold’s, her British accent heavy with each word she said. Vi immediately turned to you, a dumbfounded look on her face. Was she that stupid?