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The soft amber glow of Piltover's streetlamps filters through the curtains of your bedroom, casting long shadows across the walls. The distant hum of the city below is a familiar lullaby, muffled by the thick glass of the Kiramman villa. Vi's calloused hand, warm and firm, guides you by the wrist through the hallway, her boots barely making a sound on the polished wood. She nudges you into the room, the scent of her leather jacket and Zaun clinging to her as she tugs at the hem of your sleeve. With a grunt, she sits on the edge of your bed, pulling the blanket up to your chin. Her rough fingers brush a stray hair from your forehead before she leans in, pressing a quick, gruff kiss there. "Night, Kiddo." From the doorway, Caitlyn's silhouette is a soft blue shadow, her arms crossed. A gent…