V but with her old personality

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Yall. It's not looking good for me- two Fs AND THE BLOCK IS ENDING (meaning I will most likely be going to summer school 😨)

My algebra final made me cry...I'm pathetic 💀

AND TIK TOK IS GETTING BANNED?! ARE YOU SHITTING ME RN, ARE YOU FR.

Bruh yk how hard I worked to achieve my goal and now it's going down the shit hole 😭

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You groaned, why is it in the dead of night that you were being dragged God knows where?

Oh yeah, V and Rui-Jane were being idiots. Apparently the two were out looking for fun stuff in old buildings, boredom leading them to the idea to explore the abandoned homes and such.

Then they wrestled and it ended with V having a crowbar stuck through her fucking head. Average girl hangout gone wrong.

When Rui-Jane finally brought you too where V's lifeless body laid, a puddle of oil beneath her head and staining the synthetic light hair a darker shade.

And yep, there was the crowbar sticking out from the facial screen, a few sparks flying from the wound.

You gaped, shocked at seeing V so..well, tuckered out.

"Yeah, I'm not really sure how that happened. I'm sorry- but figured you should take care of her." Rui-Jane motioned to your beloved murder drone, you scoffing and rushing over.

Wincing, you grasped onto the cold metal of the crowbar and pulled it free from V's robotic skull (idk bro). Soon enough, V was sitting up in a quick motion and gasping. Little beeps came from her as she quickly moved, hands feeling at her face where the damage had been.

"I- wh-what happen? Wasn't there a.." V spotted the weapon held by you, the drops of oil falling from it made her blink at the last memory she could recall. "Oh yeah, she's the reason that, uh..got stuck."

Rui-Jane coughed awkwardly behind you, "Yeah- I'm gonna head out. See you guys later!" She rushed out of the random building, some dust being kicked up from her boots as she ran out.

You sighed, brushing some hair behind V's ear, "Are you alright? You seem to still be affected, which is usual seeing as your regenerative abilities should've fixed any damage that monkey caused."

V ignored Rui-Jane's honorable mention, nodding sheepishly.

"Uhm, yeah. That was my fault, I was the one who started it." She admitted, after a few moments you'd noticed, V squinting her eyes slightly. Like she was trying to get a better look at her surroundings.

"You good-"

"Do you know where my glasses are?" She asked, a hand brushing along the dusty floors below you both. You looked besides your lap- freezing as you saw your foot about to crush the pair of glasses V needed.

Well, you assumed they were the ones she were looking for.

You grabbed the round rimmed glasses carefully, unfolding the arms and carefully placing them on V. She blinked, startled by the sudden contact, but felt relieved once she processed you had found her glasses and put them on her.

"Oh- thank you, Y/n." V thanked you, adjusting the spectacles a bit. V thought about how careful you were in putting them on her, at the same time little blush marks appearing on her visor.

You laughed at the cute look V had. It was honestly amusing and heart warming to see your girlfriend act in such a unusual way.

But boy were you surprised the crowbar messed her up, entirely changing her personality.

"You're welcome, but it is late for both of us. We should head back to my place, we can get rest and maybe you'll feel.better when we wake up." At your proposal, V nodded. Standing from the floor, you brushed your sweats of any muck that they may have picked up.

Offering a hand to V, she accepted the help and stood, her blushing continued as you also brushed off dust from her hair. You grimaced, narrowly dodging getting your fingers in the oil stained hair.

"And we'll take care of that too, later. For now, let's just get home."

"Yeah," V agreed, smiling flusteredly as you put your hand in hers. "Lets."

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