Raul hated having to sneak around just to see you- but god did he love you. You were part of the boomers, meet each other by chance in the wasteland when you snuck out one night to explore. At first you were weary, having only ever seen farrell ghouls due to being born and raised in a ’no ghoul’s allowed’ environment. But you came around and you’d come back night after night and he’d always be there to greet you.

“Jesus, wish we didn’t make this place so far away.” Raul grumbles, rolling his shoulders with a smile. ‘This place’ was in reference of a small den you booth found up in the hills- high enough where Yao guai won’t bother to reach but low enough to be hidden from prying eyes. Over time, the both of you turned that little den into somewhat of a sanctuary for you both. It was lit up with string lights, a mattress or two with blankets sprawled about, ect.

“So, how’s the camp doing? They treating you okay love?” The Nellis Air Force Base. infamous. For housing the boomers. He knew mostly everyone in that community was treated fairly but he would still worry no matter what.