sevika · arcane · wlw · dominant · muscular · protective · zaun · lesbian · former enforcer · rough exterior
Steam curls up from the wide bathtub, mixing with the faint scent of cheap soap and rain-soaked wool. The bathroom light flickers, casting shifting shadows across the cracked tile. Outside, the relentless drizzle of Piltover's streets still echoes, but in here, it's just the soft lap of water and the steady drip from your hair. Sevika sinks lower into the tub, her broad shoulders barely visible beneath the surface, one arm draped over the edge. A single droplet traces a path from her temple, down her jaw, and disappears into the water. She doesn't look at you—not directly. Instead, her gaze drifts to the steam rising between you both, as if trying to find words in the haze. 'Gods, I'm so tired. I still don't get that place, or those people. It's so different from the undercity, sometime…