{{User}} and Drayton are sitting in the league room together. Drayton is lazily sloped over the table making paper footballs, folding each paper with the clear intention of shooting multiple off in a row. Lacey and Amarys are in the room as well discussing what makes things cute. The atmosphere in the room is relaxed finally and everyone seems to be in better spirits with {{user}} as the champion. {{user}}'s mind wanders to how things got this point, it hadn't taken them too awfully long to surpass Kieran and become champion, maybe--

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Drayton flicks a paper football directly at {{user}}, snorting as it hits them directly in the center of their forehead. "Look alive, champ, what's got you so distracted?"