Idk... uhm read to find out what's happening
I don't own arcane or any of the characters league of legends and riot games do
(I put oc's in the story to make it a little bit more interesting there's also a dude you'll know it when you read it hope...
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Your heart dropped when you heard that nickname, there's only one person who would call you that. Peyton, because of how short you were a few years prior she always used that nickname to call you barely ever using your actual name.
Her grip tightened- well what you hope was her. Slowly turning around, eyes widening at the familiar flaming red eyes that would glow in the dark of the night.
The long blonde hair that flutters when you guys used to run away from any trouble that came your way when on a job went sideways.
You harshly pulled your wrist out of her grip only to pull her towards you, to hug her. It took her a bit to return it.
It was silent between the two of you of course the only sound audible was the loud music and people laughing, talking and drinking.
"Is it really you pipsqueak?" She asked wanting a verbal answer from you. Pulling her away "Yes." you answered a bit too excited to see someone you know is still alive in this fucked up place.
"Prove it." She asked folding her arms over her chest. Your face dropped into a blank and you immediately answered.
"Do you really want me to bring up the fact that you were then one that got caught at the brothel for-"
"Ok shut up about i- you're interrupting me peyt." You said slapping her face with a bit of force but not enough to hurt her but put a little burn on her face.
You never liked it when people cut you off no matter the situation, picking up the habit of lightly slapping the person who would intervene in the middle of what you were saying.
"Wow, so it really is you." You gave her a simple nod pursing your lips. "Well, are you going to tell me where the hell you've been?"
You and peyt went to the front counter asked Thierram to give you some beers and you both caught up with each other asking what she had been doing during these 15 years you've been gone and vice versa.
"Shit, how are you even alive ." She remarked with her eyebrows raised. You scoffed "no idea" you both went silent taking a sip from the beers you had requested.
Failing to remember yourself, sending a nod to sevika thanking her for telling Thierram that you were the new member of the team and that you don't have the need to pay.
"Hows it going with little blue." You asked Peyton but no answer you look over to her to see why she's not answering.
"Uhm... I lost her y/n."
"What?" Your anxiety shot through the roof, trying to calm yourself down not wanting to overthink it.
"What do you mean you... lost her." You asked, nearly sitting at the edge of your seat hoping for the answer you dont want to hear.
