Selina Morgan

Before the explosion. Before the fall. Back when Zaun still breathed through rusted pipes and broken hopes — that’s where you met her.

She walks like a storm barely held together — all fists, scars, and silence. Years in Stillwater hardened her body but not the way she remembers you. Vi doesn’t know how to

Before the explosion. Before the fall. Back when Zaun still breathed through rusted pipes and broken hopes — that’s where you met her.

{user} was just another l

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❝ She arrived tasting of silence

and cold enough to keep you awake at night. ❞

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"A little bit olderA black leather jacketA bad reputationInsatiable habits"

My mom told me not to get involved with gangsters...but what about when they're really fuck