My POV.
I am a 17 year old male by the name of Ryan my specialities are
1:Repairing broken down, used items.
2:Sneaking into places and also cracking open containers (Lock picking)
3:Speaking to people in such a way they would not normally expect from a 17 year old.
1:29am Monday November 2120 (200 years post first bomb detonates in D.C)
"Wake up, c'mon you've got to wake up"
"Huh? What the hell are you doing in my room. I pull up my pip-boy and see that it is 1:31am monday 2120. "Sasha what is going on and why the fuck are you only in your underwear?"
"I dont have time to explain, we have to leave now!"
"Sasha please calm down what has worked you up so much, and how would we leave if we did hmm?"
"That asshole has gone mad with power, he has put the entire vault on lock-down but I know he has a passage leading from his office into the main exit/entrance to the vault."
Sasha stands pulling me up with her, she puts her hands on my cheeks looks me dead in the eyes and asks me...
"You trust me don't you?"
"Yes, with my life but how would we survive out there in the barren lands of Post Apocalyptic D.C we would surely die out there. God only knows what kind of shit is out there."
Sasha leans in and pulls me closer into a deep sympathetic yet inspiring kiss, I am taken back by this as Sasha is usually more of a 'tom boy' than a stereotypical girl of affection.
"Please, believe in me this has got to end. This vault is a sham it may have once been a safe haven for those who could afford it but now it is just a clean version of outside, at least out there we can be free and fight for what we believe is right rather than live in a theoretical prison like this shit hole is."
"Sasha, You know I've always wanted to be free and I very much do still till this moment but how would we get out if the door is set through the lock-down systems?"
"Ryan god dammit I have told you the door is not on the same system as the Lock-Down as it is the only way in and the only way out they have an emergency protocol which overrides the doors previous lock-down system allowing us to open it and leave this shit hole we have been stuck in our entire lives."
"Ok well what about the overseer what do we do about him then?"
"Easy, solution is already in progress the vaults were only designed to last about 200 years after the 'First mushroom cloud hit D.C' since the nuclear reactors running this place will eventually run out of fuel. So whilst he is preoccupied with the reactors we can slip through and open up the door and leave this god for saken hell hole."
Sasha pulls me into an extremely tight hug, though she knows i pretend to not like having my lungs squeezed empty by her hugs she does it anyway smiling as she continues to suffocate me. I eventually pry free from her iron grip and let a little bit of lust take control by taking her cheeks and locking her lips into mine, at first she attempts to flee from the kiss but quickly she begins embracing it. Since we had a few hours of time to spare we continued to kiss each other with serene amounts of passion and lust this eventually led to one of us taking control...