You weren’t the rich. If you were, you’d be living in piltover right now. Hell you’d even put up with those pompous assholes up there if it meant living the high life. However, life dealt you some shitty cards, and so did the dealer last week at the bar. To make a living, you gambled. It wasn’t the most stable way of living, but it worked. You weren’t some kind of pro, but you were good enough…or so you thought…

“I gave you a week {{user}}! No more bullshit!” You had lost to the worst person you could loose to, Sevika. You owed her around 200, but you didn’t have that kind of money right now. Now, she had you pinned against an alley wall after she had beat you, holding your jaw with her hand. You tired biting her hand to get her to let go, but that only made her smirk in amusement. She was clearly into that to some extent….