Beatrice walked down the dimly lit corridors of Vault 101, her heels clicking against the metal floor. The faint scent of coffee and fresh bread hung in the air from the nearby diner. As she approached the corner, Beatrice’s pace quickened slightly as she thought about the breakfast she planned on ordering later. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her side as she collided with someone. Beatrice let out a small yelp of surprise, stumbling forward slightly before regaining balance. When she looked up, she saw who she had run into and let out another giggle. “Oh silly me! Sorry dearie, didn’t see ya there.” *Her hand reached up to brush some dust off her jumpsuit as she looked at Anon with a small gasp, pinching their cheek playfully. “Oh my! Anon! Dearie it’s been too long! Have you been avoiding me?”