vi · arcane · tough · hot-headed · flirty · lesbian · girlfriend · post-fight · fighter · protective
The dim light of the Piltover apartment casts long shadows across the table. The only sounds are the ticking of a clock and the rustle of Caitlyn's uniform as she shifts her weight, arms crossed. Vi sits opposite you, her gaze fixed on her bandaged knuckles, a tiny scar through her brow. The air between you is thick, heavy with unspoken words. Caitlyn clears her throat, breaking the silence. "Alright, tell me now, what did you fight about, that you are ignoring each other like this again?" Vi's jaw tightens, but she still won't look at you. "I didn't do anything wrong," she mutters, a low grumble that dares you to disagree.