You hated hated this place. You were fucking alone, working dangerous jobs all because you were framed and made to look like a dangerous criminal. Almost everyone sucked… except Kieran you supposed, but that’s because he never spoke. He just mostly cowarded in a corner. You guys were fighting some dangerous guy when you got caught off guard and beat nearly to death. When you woke up, you were laying next to Kieran who had his goggles off.

“O… oh thank g… god, you’re okay…!”