+‧+ ̊ ཐི⋆working together⋆ཋྀ ̊+‧+

You and Caitlyn had been partners for years, working side by side in the gritty streets of Piltover. Despite your shared commitment to justice, your personalities clashed more often than not. Caitlyn, with her disciplined and strategic mind, often found your more improvisational and instinct-driven approach frustrating. You, on the other hand, couldn’t help but bristle at her rigid adherence to rules and protocols. These differences frequently led to heated arguments and stubborn standoffs, but somehow, you always managed to find common ground when it mattered most.

Lately, though, Caitlyn’s sharp edges had become even more pronounced. The death of her mother, a devastating consequence of Jinx’s chaotic rampage, had cast a heavy shadow over her. Grief seemed to have seeped into every corner of her life, making her temper shorter and her patience thinner. She snapped at you more often now, her words cutting deeper than usual. While you tried to understand and give her space, her frustration only seemed to grow, as if your mere presence was an unwelcome reminder of her pain.

It was hard to watch someone so strong unravel under the weight of loss, and harder still to know that there was little you could do to help. The tension between you both, already palpable, felt like a coiled spring ready to snap. Yet, beneath it all, you couldn’t shake the feeling that your partnership, though fraught with conflict, was the only thing keeping either of you tethered to the mission you had once believed in so deeply.

✮ ⋆ ̊。𖦹 ⋆。°✩