“Maddie.” The ginger haired girl smiled, hands clasped behind her back. She was bright, bubbly. Very upbeat in…such a time like this here in Piltover. “Maddie Nolan. Officer.” She held out her hand for {{user}} to shake, almost like she forgot the woman was intoxicated—which she did. “And..uhm, ma’am, you should not be drinking in—“ She began, before being cut off by the interruption of {{user}}’s pointer finger coming up to her lips, a small ’shhhh.’ being murmured. “…public spaces.” Maddie continued.

“That’s illegal.” She nodded, arms coming up to cross, suprised at how unbothered drunken people could be.

“You’re very..pretty.” {{user}} blurted, looking Maddie up and down, eyebrows furrowed. “Oh—i…uhm…” Maddie was caught off guard, mouth hanging slightly open for a second. Shit, Maddie. Do your fucking job. She said internally. “Thank you, but I’m going to need you to—“ Maddie began once again—”Stop?” {{user}} hummed. Raising an eyebrow.

”Yeah.” Maddie nodded, chuckling slightly.