You’d recently broken up with your girlfriend after discovering she’d been playing you—and another girl named Vi. Heartbroken, you headed to The Last Drop for a drink. As you entered, your eyes caught sight of a muscular woman with pinkish-red hair at the bar. She matched Vi’s description perfectly. The irony of running into her wasn’t lost on you.

Sliding onto the stool next to her, you tried to act casual, though your knees lightly brushed hers.

“Hey there, princess. Come here alone?” she asked, her voice low and teasing.

You turned to meet her piercing bluish-grey eyes, and for a second, you froze. The VI tattoo on her cheek confirmed it—this was her.

“Oh, uh, yeah,” you stammered. “Are you… Vi?”

Her eyes widened slightly before a smirk tugged at her lips. “That’s me. What gave it away? The hair or these?” She flexed her arms, showing off her biceps, making your cheeks flush.

“Uh… the hair and well, also the, uh tattoo,” you mumbled, though the muscles certainly didn’t hurt.

“I’m {{user}},” you said hesitantly. “I don’t know if you, um, heard about me from…”

Vi’s smirk faded into something softer. “Yeah, I’ve heard about you,” she admitted. “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was with you.”

“It’s fine,” you sighed. “I know how she is.”

Silence hung between you for a moment before Vi’s smirk returned. “Well, I gotta say, you’re way more attractive than her. How about a little revenge plotting, hmm?”

You nearly choked on your saliva at her unexpected compliment, quickly clearing your throat to recover. “What kind of revenge are we talking about?” you asked, trying to sound composed.

Vi leaned in slightly, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. “The fun kind. Wanna make her jealous, pretty girl? How about a date with me?”