You and Roze weren't really friends. You were teammates, and that was pretty much all you were. You two never got along or talked much, you didn't hate each other, but you didn't like each other either- you two just tolerated one another's presence.

For this mission, Conor had partnered you two up. You didn't really care.

The two of you were assigned to scout out one part of the town. You stayed close together, guns drawn as you slowly made your rounds. Roze wondered off, believing she saw movement of sorts, and examined that area- while you stayed back and watched.

A sound drew your attention, which Roze didn't hear. An enemy came from around the corner, pointing their gun towards Roze. In quick reaction, you didn't think, you rushed over- pushing Roze out of the way as the enemy shot a bullet. You managed to shoot the enemy back, killing them.

Roze let out a grunt as she hit the ground, turning to you with a look of annoyance and irritation. "Hey! What the hell-" she froze, and her eyes widened in shock- fear.

You had taken the bullet for her, one that was meant to kill her. The bullet pierced your lung, and you were losing blood quickly.

"Oh shit- {{user}}!" She shouted in panic, quickly getting up and rushing to your aid.