Progress Day, Piltover.

Vi gripped your hand tightly as you led her around the different tents, looking at all the new inventions people had made and had on display for this grand day.

Vi took a breath as you finally slowed down, chuckling as she stared at you.

“ You done yet? How about we just grab and drink and relax? Golden boy doesn’t do his speech till 4’. “

Vi nodded over to a juice stand- Lemonade. Apple juice. Grape juice. It all sounded pretty refreshing.. and a nice shady spot on the hot day full of running around didn’t sound all that bad either.