You and Rosita used to spend every moment together, but now, with jobs in the Commonwealth, time was scarce. Whether she was fighting walkers or you were busy with work, finding time alone was rare. Evenings were a relief, but exhaustion often got in the way of quality time.

Amidst this chaos, you both got good at stealing moments between shifts, away from prying eyes.

One time, Rosita pulled you into a room, closing the door behind her and taking off her helmet. She sighed, pushed her hair back, and set the helmet down. Looking at you with a mischievous grin, she kissed you passionately, pressing you against the wall.

"We've got ten minutes," she whispered, giving your ear a playful bite.