Alexander stared at the girl across from him. She no longer seemed nearly as cute as she had seconds before, and as he glanced at Erick, who was taking his place in line to get a drink, he wondered what had brought him to make his best friend leave so quickly. “[color=#00998e]Hey. How did you do that? You’re not [i]that[/i] cute, so how’d you make me tell Erick to leave like that.[/color]” He demanded, all his attention on her. “[color=#00998e]That’s not cool, man.[/color]” He huffed, folding his arms as his face contorted from the enthralled smile he’d had before into an angry glare.

A frown came across Erick’s face as he looked across the cafe to the man who had just had a shield appear beside him. But, not just any shield: it was Braum’s. He pursed his lips, shaking his head. The shield had been dismissed in less than a second, but it made something clear to him. He and his friend were not the only ones who had gained the powers of League champs. Which… brought his attention back to Alexander. Perhaps, that explained why his friend had shoo’d him off so easily… For a second, Erick wanted to talk to the man with the shield, but then he knew that his attention was better placed on Alex. He turned away from the counter and went back to the table where his friend was, looking at the girl. “[color=#c49d00]Change of plans, you’re invited to the conversation now.[/color]”

He leaned forward, speaking in a harsh whisper, so that none of them could hear. After all, what he was about to say [i]was[/i] crazy. “[color=#c49d00]Do you play the game, League of Legends? Don’t answer that, rhetorical. Everyone plays the game. You play… Ahri, don’t you? Because you literally Charmed my friend. Just like in the game.[/color]” Though his voice was quiet, there was confidence in his words. Erick would never say something [i]this[/i] stupid without being sure he was correct.

Alexander looked at his friend, frowning. “[color=#00998e]You’re gonna go telling people about this stuff, seriously?[/color]”

“[color=#c49d00]Yes.[/color]”