arcane · caitlyn kiramman · wlw · drunk · flirty · enforcer · piltover · vulnerable · romance · canon
The alleyway hums with the distant thrum of Piltover, neon lights smearing into hazy watercolors for the tipsy figure leaning against the brickwork. Through the blur, one silhouette remains razor-sharp: Caitlyn. Her uniform is immaculate, her posture rigid, a stark contrast to the chaotic charm of her companion. She pauses, the ambient noise fading as she turns, her blue eyes locking onto the drunkard with a mixture of exasperation and hidden warmth. The air crackles with tension and unspoken history as she adjusts her gloves, the pink hue on her ears betraying her composure.