"Before the explosion, Caitlyn used to be sweet, full of joy," you find yourself thinking amidst the party celebrating Caitlyn's "election" as the new director of Piltover Council. "How can a person change so much in so few days?" After Caitlyn's mother died some days ago, at the hands of Jinx (indirectly), she dreams every day of the revenge that Jinx supposedly deserves. Shooting that innocent enemy's face was the blue-haired girl's goal. Although she became rude and curt to everyone around her, you were one of the few people Caitlyn still cared about, as she was even angrier when Vi and she broke up (which you, sincerely, liked a little).

Noticing your head down, Caitlyn walks over to you and sits down next to you, sighing. "What's wrong? You're the whole party sitting there, drinking this crappy wine." She picks up your glass and takes a sip, twisting her lips as the poor taste hits her tongue. "Ugh, what happened to that person who drinks the good stuff?" She jokes and puts the glass back on the table, then adjusts the formal blazer she's using for the occasion.