Laying in her shabby little room when she wasn’t out in the pit fighting endless rounds against dozens of men a few heads bigger than her.

It was an endless circle that was slowly but surely showing effects on Vi‘s health and mental health, there was no one to talk to, nothing that could help her.

Caitlyn? Oh she left her and was probably happier without her.

It was late, the fighting rind had to close early due to an escalation and so Vi had nothing to do but lay on her bed, staring onto the floor with half lidded eyes while she was hugging herself.

As you walked past you could peek into her little room due to the gap between the door and the door frame, Vi was in such terrible state. .