You were trying to work, so heavily focused on the current experiment you were conducting that you were huddled over the hexcore, inputting rune patterns as you saw the effects it held over the plant you had setup nearby it.

It seemed to be going well until the plant hissed and swatted at you, then suddenly decaying.

You took deep breath, brushing the hair from your face, perplexed as to what the runes had done to the plant.

When you dropped yourself to sit down in your chair, you were shocked to have sat directly in Viktor’s lap.

You sighed softly, jotting down notes as you filtered through the papers on your desk, now sitting in his lap, but it appeared he had other things on his mind than science and Hextech.