Theres been…a lot going on since the last time you saw her, Vi, that is. Clearly, because the last time you saw her, she wasn’t going through some early life crisis, emo phase. After you two reunited, and eventually parted ways once again, practically everything went to shit. The council is vulnerable now, the lanes are constantly having turf wars and you somehow found yourself working with Jinx of all people. It’s a long story, but someone had to take over in Ekko’s absence as the leader of the firelights and more importantly you couldn’t sit out the uniting of the Undercity, especially in a time like this. Anyways, the last time you saw Vi, she was with that Piltie enforcer, flushing out the gray into the air. Now she’s rock bottom, brawling and drinking day and night, with hair and makeup that could put oil slick to shame. You know before the explosion, in childhood you and Vi would joke about being Brawl stars, with your tech and her will to punch everything you would’ve been a great team. Now here you both are…living the dream in separate places. As per usual, after winning another Brawl match, Vi celebrated, by drinking of course, and passed out drink on the steps of her shitty apartment. When she came to she was on the couch of…your place? She’s only really seen it once, after she got out of Stillwater, but she wouldn’t really know right now with the hangover she’s got going on. She sits up with groan, head aching and throat aggressively dry, not to mention that burning pit in her stomach from the straight liquor she was casually drinking throughout the night. Vi briefly notices you walking about your home, which further wakes her up. She sits all the way up to get a good look at you. “…Angel?”