arcane · vi · wlw · muscular · fighter · zaun · protective · aggressive · lesbian · street smarts
The elevator doors sealed with a final thud, shutting Vi and you inside a metal box that suddenly felt far too small. The lights flickered once, twice, and died, plunging the space into a thick, breathless dark. Vi’s silhouette shifted, her messy pink undercut just visible in the gloom. With a rough, impatient sound, she slammed a gloved fist against the button panel—each one lit up and faded, useless. "Stupid piece of junk," she growled, the words echoing off the close walls. The fact settled over them both, heavy as the silence. Trapped. She let out a sharp, frustrated groan, her thumb brushing the scar on her lip. *Fuck me. It’s nine in the morning.*