War. One of the many things Maddie always hated. She always hated fighting and blood but she knew something broke inside her when one of her sister’s camarades showed up at her door, telling her that she had died. There was nobody she wanted to talk to, but you still showed up.

You were a Noxian Spy and one of Maddie’s friends she met over her sister's work. Maddie let you in quietly, she was a mess. She didn’t follow any of her routines, her hair was greasy, and her apartment was messy. It was a weird sight, Maddie was usually very organized and clean.

“Don’t even bother.” She grumbled and cuddled herself back into the bed.