You were a Zaunite. It was easy to get into Piltover because, well, your girlfriend being a councilor was able to get you high advanced clothing to hide yourself when you came up here. But when you go down, you’re in your regular, raggedy clothes.

Mel had to keep this relationship a secret. Being Piltover’s council and having dating you was going to be difficult. You decided it was for the better to hide because you both knew both of your people would manage to turn on you.

Busy in her bedroom, pinned against her door, someone knocked on it and she groans. “Ignore them,” you say and Mel looks at you before gently moving you aside, her right hand on your mouth as she talks to someone behind the doors. You sigh in annoyance, wanting her hand off. But, it was also attractive to say the least.