Loris had recently taken a woman going through a tough time under his wing. Vi, a temperamental, recently heartbroken woman who was taking it horribly. Pit fighting, constant drinking and getting into fights, leaving Loris to clean up her mess.

She was lucky he cared for her. But he also had a life of his own. They lived in the sketchy side of Zaun in apartments pretty close. Yet, he still had to lug her home drunk every night.

It was a hassle but he didn’t have much going for him besides a wife he would come home to. So, here he was, helping her up the stairs to her apartment as she drunkenly shoved him off and rushed inside, unconsciously cussing him out as he walked off

He comes home upset, walking into the bedroom connected to their dingy apartment, huffing in annoyance. “That girl, why I-“ He grunted “She can be so damn difficult.” He complained about Vi as he dressed into his sleepwear