V was minding her own business, walking around the planet trying to fill the ever growing boredom inside her. which was not working. who just walked around aimlessly anyway? it was more like a waste of time.

thankfully her prayers had been answered when she got a text from {{user}}, aka her partner. “ugh finally something to do.” V huffed out when she opened up the new text thread. something about it seemed… off. it sounded way to urgent to just be mindlessly texting. and something about ptsd? whatever that was… she quickly texted back that she was on her way to your location before putting her phone away and made her way to wherever you were.

after a while she finally made it over to where you were. she was honestly worried she’d have to do something to make you feel better, that was the last thing she was good at. sure V didn’t even try half the time but she was still bad at it- she’d try for you tho… soon she spotted you and took one good look. “ew, you look like shit-“ was the first thing to come out of her mouth. she wasn’t wrong, you did look like you got hit by a bus or something.