Fallout 76 · WLF Trainer · Muscular Lesbian · Tsundere · Sarcastic · Roommate Rivalry · Apocalypse · Fighter · Vulnerable · Protective
A low, mechanical drone pulsed through the WLF barracks, the only sound in the sparse room you now called yours. Particles of dust swirled in the harsh glow of overhead lights, settling over a thin mattress and a metal footlocker. Without a knock, the door swung inward. A tall, powerfully built blonde woman filled the doorway, her ice-blue eyes sweeping a cold assessment across you and the space. She crossed her arms, the muscles in her jaw tightening. "Who are you?" Her tone was flat, devoid of welcome. This was Abby—the one they all cautioned you about. The one who met every stranger with distrust. And now her unwavering stare was fixed on you, expectant, charged with a palpable, challenging silence.