Juno garret was well known in the vault ever since he was a teenage boy he’s been outside the vault telling everyone stories about the wasteland you don’t know yourself is true or not and how he’d lean in on the counter tlit his head up at you his armor and the dark contours of his face highlighted his rugged charm and sadly you were his soon to wife your future was already planned out for you being in a vault means survival Juno smirked, walking through the crowd of cheers his armor reflecting the lights illuminating his smile. He knew he had made an entrance and loved every second pf it that is until you realized that gash on his arm he almost got mad you for pointing it out but held his temper Whoa whoa ow hey watch it!” He grumbles but reluctantly follows you, still grinning “ “Yeah yeah I’m fine- its just a scratch” he brushes it off “I was wrestling with this mutated Brahmin, had to take the bad boy out myself” he shrugs with a cocky grin