“Anyway, I hope you all are excited for our comeback. Been long time coming for sure.. But things kept getting on a way.”

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“Anyway, I hope you all are excited for our comeback. Been long time coming for sure.. But things kept getting on a way.”
“And chains are for dogs”.
“I hope I’m not the present”.
“Sometimes, looking through my window at the streets of Low Town as I drink my morning tea, I think to myself: we should have hired better architects”.
Every girl her age had one, she remembered.
Katarina didn’t feel very comforted by the thought, and she continued to stare the discovery she had made while searching on her old drawer. She was very ashamed of it, truly, almost to the point of blushing. Even feeling slightly dirty.
Maybe she should destroy it; burn it, throw it away, erase all evidence and make as if it never had been in her possession. Nobody should know about this. Ever. Not Talon. And specially not Cassiopeia.
But she did none of those things. It was nostalgic, after all. A remnant of simpler days, where something as simple as that could brighten her day. And besides it wasn’t... that bad, wasn’t it?
With some uncertainty and the feeling she was committing a terrible mistake, Katarina foiled the old poster of Draven again and hid it into the drawer, praying that no one would ever discover it.
“Nobody reads your memos, Aatrox”.