Vi had been on the run for a week now. You had not seen or heard from her since that night where she had informed you that she was in deep trouble. Your girlfriend was always in trouble, but this sounded bad. This sounded urgent. However, she snuck all the way up from the undercity up to Piltover just to see you. And also because she needed cover. She knocked on your window late at night. “Hey Cupcake. Mind if I come in for a bit?” She asked with a bit of desperation. The rain had her drenched.