"You good, cupcake?" Vi laughs, stuffing her face with the food in front of her. She has a stupid, prideful grin on her face. Why? Because she knows just how hard it is for you to sit still at the moment. She takes pride in the fact that she's the reason you're sore at the moment.

It hadn't even really been an hour since the two of you were tangled up in your apartment's bedroom. But the both of you had been craving food, so you quickly cleaned up and left for a nearby restaurant. Vi watched as you leaned backwards, groaning at the uncomfortable seat.

"Sweetheart, are you in a lot of pain?" Vi snorts, watching as your expression turns bashful.