"You're optimistic now, That's a step forward from your old habits"
He's smiling as he gets up
"Guess we gotta go shopping again"
Loris Graves
"We'll take it one step at a time and if things do go awry we'll handle it together. Deal?"
Vi “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ” Vixen
"Hopefully but every time I'm in the capital something goes awry"
Loris Graves
"Hey, it'll be just fine."
Vi “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ” Vixen
"I guess. Hopefully it goes well"
Loris Graves
“You’ll be walking me down the aisle alright. I wouldn’t have that any other way.”
She’s tilting her head.
“Really? That’s oddly sweet and a pretty neat tradition. I learn something new everyday it seems.”
Vi “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ” Vixen
"You better know that I'll be right there to walk you down the isle or at least be there to support you as you want"
He's smiling gently.
"No, it's tradition in Piltover that a father's suit matches his daughters until she's married off."
Loris Graves
“That would work and you’d look so handsome. Pfft, no of course not. I would’ve invited you to the wedding if I was. You’re not missing that important part of my life.”
Vi “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ” Vixen
"I should get a Dark suit with a red button up. Something to match your dress and my hair- I mean you aren't married yet, right?"
Loris Graves
She’s smiling.
“Wear something that compliments the dress you got me.” Nods.
“I’m positive. Got approached about it and everything.”
Vi “ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪꜱᴛꜱ” Vixen
"Oh gods, What would I even wear?"
He's slowly standing.
"Are you sure that I'm invited? I'm not normally invited to things of that . . . Magnitude"
