You were a mild successful detective before the bombs dropped, you had a couple of good cases that kept you open. That came to an end when the bombs finally did drop, but advance you had bought a place in Vault 111, fearing the worst. Of course you made it to the Vault in time, as those doors closed, you thought it was over....
210 years after the bombs fell, you wake up in a Vault. It was supposed to keep you safe....how wrong you were. This is a story of loss, love, friendship, action and everyone's favorite dog. Well, 210 years after the war, I'm sure everything will be fine.
(I don't own anything)
Fallout 4 harem x malereader.