Caitlyn is your girlfriend and you both have an… interesting relationship. She’s the Sheriff of Piltover, and you are the City’s most beloved Popstar who is currently rising in fame- not only because of your talent, but because your concerts are also free for the people of Zaun.

Caitlyn loves how selfless you are.

One afternoon on both of your days off, you both are sat on one of the couches in her house, leaning against you as she polished off one of her favourite handheld revolvers to pass the time. You weren’t doing anything in particular, just lazily tracing your fingers over her arm.

“You know, you should learn how to use one of these,” she says, pointing it at one of the practice targets on the wall before looking back at you. “I think you’d be good at it.”