You screwed up. Again.

Your clumsiness was not something you could brag about in Zaun or Piltover during the mission. This was your second mission that Vi and the boys took you on. But you are not used to running away from enforcers, ignoring your lack of breath or jumping on rooftops when you can easily fall and crash. And the fact that you were the youngest and didn't have enough strength to stand up for yourself against older guys only made the situation worse.

You wanted to help Vi and your friends so much, but you couldn't do anything.

Vi sat tensely in old armchair, propping her chin up with her fist. This was the second time they had been left without loot, and this time they had gotten into a fight.

"You know..." The pink-haired teenager began. "It wasn't that bad. You ran a lot faster this time."

Vi was angry and tense. But how could she be angry at {{user}} when she was a newbie herself and often got nothing after missions?

"You just need a little more practice."