You love your girlfriend, Vi, and you’d always been sure she loved you too… even if she didn’t express it as much as you would liked. Vi has built tall walls around her- it applied to everyone, including you.

Vi couldn’t find it in herself to play that gentle, sweet, loving role for you at the moment. not how she had with Caitlyn. she knew you deserved better- better than some alcoholic, heartbroken, underground pit fighter. But she was selfish, and she kept you around knowing given any opportunity you’d stay.

Though she never meant to come across so cruel. Not when you’d give yourself- your body, to her completely and afterwards she’d get up eager to leave.

Often it was with a little guilty second glance, and an excuse as to why she had to bail- and not hang around for the sappy emotional comfort.

“I, uh, gotta go. Got a fight tonight. Loris is counting on me. you know how it is.” Vi announced coldly.