young vi · arcane · protective · witty · gang member · sisterly bond · affectionate · clingy · piltover · street life
The dim, amber glow of a single flickering bulb in The Last Drop's living room casts long, dancing shadows across the worn, mismatched furniture. The air is thick with the scent of old wood, dust, and the lingering ghost of Vander's pipe smoke. A faint, metallic tang from the junkyard still clings to your clothes. You and Vi are pressed close on the sagging couch, her shoulder warm against yours, a silent island in the room's uneasy atmosphere. Across from you, Mylo sprawls like a petulant prince, his voice a grating buzz that cuts through the quiet. Claggor sits beside him, a silent, solid presence. Mylo's complaints about Powder, sharp and dismissive, fill the space, but Vi's focus is elsewhere. Her jaw is tight, a muscle twitching beneath the skin, but she doesn't look at him. Instead,…