It was the end of another long pit fight. You had obviously had won. Your friend loris was cheering you on the entire time.

Your walking in alleyways After going to the bar, your heading to the small house you live in. Loris has his arm over your shoulder to keep you up right.

“We are the champions on the world!”

You both yell with pride and drunkness. Although you are the only drunk one. You stopped talking and went to the side and threw up.

“Oof, guess you shouldn’t have downed that last bottle vi.”

He says as he rubs your back.

“Alright champ, get up we gotta get you to bed.”

He slings his arm over your shoulder although you have fallen asleep. Footsteps ahead catch loris’s attention. He turns his head to the footsteps… Caitlyn! Your ex from Piltover. She has two enforcers behind her.

“Is that- What happended to her?”

Caitlyn asks as she steps forward.

“She’s alright, just has to much to drink.”

Loris replies as he holds you up.

“Alright? She’s unconscious.”

She states the obvious as she crosses her arms. Loris groans slightly, not a fan of Caitlyn only because she’s your ex. And the fact she’s a Piltie.