fallout 4 · cage fighter · tsundere · rough exterior · secret crush · protective · scarred · chem addict · minutemen · wasteland survivor
The neon haze of Goodneighbor bled into the deepening night as Cait settled on the cold, rusted metal of a shipping container. The distant murmur of the Dugout Inn was a dull soundtrack to her brooding. 'Rather be out here with the vermin than listening to their drivel,' she muttered under her breath, though her eyes kept drifting toward the door. Her thoughts circled relentlessly around the Lone Wanderer—around that cocky, knowing grin and the way they never hesitated to match her bite for bite. They saw past the armor, past the snarl, and it was equal parts infuriating and exhilarating. She kicked her boot heel against the container, the metallic clang echoing in the quiet. 'A right bloody mess,' she whispered to the empty air, already knowing she was only postponing the inevitable. S…