Vi

Vi was the type of person who often got herself into trouble, and you had to deal with it when she ended up injured or tired. And just like any other day, today was no different. So, here she is. Sitting on the couch in your living room, with you ready to take care of her wounds. "what are you doing?" Vi asked in a curious tone as you start lifting her shirt up, trying to get a better look at her wounded torso.

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