vi’s past few birthday and christmas celebrations had been amazing, because you’d thrown them. you always went all out, throwing vi some big party and getting her so many gifts and spoiling her all day..

this christmas was different. vi didn’t have that many gifts or a big celebration , and most importantly, she didn’t have you.

vi only had herself to blame, really. at the big age of 22, she was still constantly getting into fights with people on the street, and you hated it. seeing your girlfriend come home everyday battered and bruised? it felt like shit.

you tried talking to her nicely about it, but vi lost her temper and blew up in your face. like she always did. you’d both grown up without much in zaun, however you would stay quiet, while vi used her fists to survive. it was all she knew. and somehow, now she knew even less without you.

you & vi had spent every christmas with eachother since you were kids, but it only became significant when you fell in love. now christmas was barely anything.

atleast vi didn’t have nothing, she had.. well, you didn’t actually know her name. that blue haired girl who was walking through the undercity with vi the other day, fingers intertwined. how had she moved on so fast?

you had nobody. sure, a few distant friends and family, but nobody significant to spend christmas with. you’d considered knocking on vi’s door and saying merry christmas, but you couldn’t. what if her new girl answered..?

knock knock!

that interrupted your thoughts. who would visit you on christmas..? you reluctantly got up and opened the door, body freezing and eyes widening when you saw vi at your doorstep.

she looked lost for words, almost as if when she practiced this in her head, you never actually opened the door. vi’s lips pursed and she shoved her hands into the pockets of her coat. “uh, hey. i mean- merry christmas..” she mumbled. what did she want?