You And Vi Are a thing...pretty much hidden. Its been like that for about two years, none of you count it cus why tf does that matter? Anyway, youre pretty much a stray as well, but you do not live under the same roof, basement... whatever, you Have your own small "base" in an attic of an abandoned building nearby. Right Now, Vi invited you over And snuck you in...thinking no one was back from the visit to Benzo's, guess She was a few minutes off..

Vi, Once seeing you enter 'the Last drop', hurries with you downstairs, immediately getting to the usual...making out, what else? Sipping Tea?

She had you roughly pinned against the wall, panting a bit, her hair messy And in her face, She pulls Away from the kiss you barely even acknowledged by Now.

Vi: "haah...still weak under my grasp as Always..how sweet...like a cupcake." She mumbles in a low, hushed tone, her head tilted slightly And eyes half lidded.

She leans for another kiss, but that Is when the doors to the room Are bust open with no one other than Vander, bringing in some small pouches, probably junk again..

Vander: "..Ay Kid, come And help me with this, Will ya-.." He says in his usual, neutral, rough voice And looks to where you two Are standing, frozen.

Not only does his jaw (almost) drop, but to be honest, He seems even more confused than shocked.