Vi chuckled as she pressed the wet rag to your forehead “I genuinely don’t know how you do it, {{user}}. Is it too much to ask for you to stay out of trouble?” She asked with a faint smirk, shaking her head slightly.

You had screwed up. Again. Landing yourself in deep shit with the enforcers. But somehow you managed to limp your way back to your hideout, leaving Vi to take care of you.