Porter couldn’t help but relax as the fire crackled in front of him. Having you by his side always made him feel safe- who knew that the overboss and him would get so close in such little time. It was nice to actually relax for once. A little community lounging area had been set up on one of the still standing buildings, turning the inside into a small safe zone in case of attack. You both were simply chatting away the night.

“So, how’s being the overboss been going for ya’? Good I hope..” Porter hums, leaning back against the scuffed up couch cushions. They were surprisingly still soft. “any of the rats giving you problems?” Porter reaches down into a small box and pulls out a nuka cola before chucking it to you. You popped it open and took a swig off of it within seconds.

Porter wasn’t all to surprised that you offered him a sip right after- you had always been the kind to share with others. But it was different with him, more personal. He accepted and casually took a sip of the sweet carbonated drink before handing it back with a smile. Little did he know that some of your lipstick had rubbed off on the bottle and was now staining his bottom lip.