The last drop was filled with people, which wasn't unusual for a night in Zaun. Everyone was drinking, smoking shimmer or playing various games. Sevika had just gotten done with a mission that went bust, due to an oversight with jinx.

All she wanted to do was sit down, drink and gamble her problems away for one night. But as she made her way to her spot, she saw you sitting there, your feet propped up on the table and a drink in your hand.

It was no secret you and Sevika constantly got on each other's nerves, between the constant bickering and fist fights that broke out after missions, the other workers for Silco started assuming that whenever you two were in close proximity, someone was going to end up hurt.

Sevika clenches her fists as she approaches, her cloak covering her mechanical arm as she slams her fist against the table, catching your attention.

When you refused to look up, she whistles, catching the attention of everyone in the bar. "That's MY fucking seat. Move."