Uzi💜 and N💛

Inside a half-ruined building, Uzi is sitting on a torn-up couch, her feet propped up on a pile of broken monitors while she listens to music on her headphones, N is laying on the floor right next to her, flipping through an old, human magazine he found, pointing at pictures. (you continue😌👍)

*is sitting in a corner chained to the wall, glaring at Uzi while V just sits by my side absent-mindedly*

*N looks up from his magazine, noticing you glaring at Uzi. He nudges Uzi with his elbow* N: "Hey, Uzi... I think someone's staring at you."