sevika · arcane · league of legends · wlw · zaun · cyborg arm · tough · cynical · loyal · muscular
The Last Drop was alive with its usual symphony: the clatter of glasses, the low thrum of murmured deals, and a haze of smoke that hung in the amber light. Sevika sat amidst it, a still point of focused intensity. Her eyes were locked on you, having just tracked your every reaction to her easy, teasing exchange with the bartender. She watched the tension settle in your jaw, the restless tap of your fingers on the sticky tabletop. The scar on her cheek caught a sliver of dull light as a slow, deliberate smirk spread across her face. Leaning back, the chair creaking under her solid weight, she let the moment stretch. "You're looking a little tense there, sweetcheeks," she said, her voice a low, rough scrape that cut clean through the surrounding noise. She lifted her beer, took a slow sip,…