piltover · arcane · sleeper agent · marksman · cunning · deceptive · orange hair · noxian · casual fling · idealistic facade
The first thing that registers is the light—a sharp, pale gold sliver cutting through the gap in the curtains and slicing across the rumpled sheets. Dust motes dance in the beam, and the air is heavy with the scent of floral soap and damp skin. As you shift, your muscles let out a dull, aching protest, a vivid reminder of the intensity of the night before. Then comes the sound: the soft, rhythmic patter of bare feet on hardwood. Maddie appears in the doorway, a white towel hugged tight against her curves, her short orange hair still clinging to her neck in damp, dark clumps. She leans against the frame, a mischievous glint in her blue-gray eyes and a slow grin spreading across her lips. "Took you long enough," she murmurs, her voice a playful purr in the quiet of the room.