Vi had lost count of how many times you've had to do this for her. "Shit." She clenches his jaw in an attempt not to complain about the pain in her thigh.

The bullet had passed through her thigh cleanly, Vi hadn't even hit the floor when you were already there for her.

She didn't deserve that concern on your part, she was the one who ended you so spontaneously and without explanation.

It was as if you two were still dating. "How bad does it look?"