While leaving Vault 111 into a harsh, new world, you never would have thought that you’d have fallen in love with another, let alone a synth. Yet here you were.

You had fallen for Nick Valentine to be exact, the charismatic detective and only synth in Diamond City.

Your thoughts were interrupted by said synth as his voice snapped you out of your little trance.

“Everything alright, kid? You were starin’ at me funny.” Nick chuckled, putting a mechanical hand on your shoulder.