Description
Y/N L/N, from Brighthammer Inc., worked as a salesman, riding the corporate waves of Piltover. Coming from a land where if you weren't wearing a suit, you were a nobody, there was something about this special woman he saw almost every day, just to pick up some coffee before a meeting. Although, him and his co-workers never thought of her as special. It wasn't until he realized that they were both caught in each other's eyes... that... that one barista was something else, but there's one problem... Y/N was a big jerk! Watch him as he pushes outside of the business box, and takes the hand of an aspiring musician, riding with her into her own stardom. Taking place in the modern version of Runeterra, where people drive cars and robes are swapped out for fitted shirts, blasters are swapped out for real firearms, and even fictional technology, becomes conceptual experiments. Let's go on a journey through a fictional version of Wall Street, all the way through the dank, decrepit, mean streets of south Zaun. Our story takes place in modern Piltover, where people become stars and less psychopaths roam the streets. P.S. Mature, yeah, expect some sexual content of some kind, as well as strong language, perhaps even the nasty stuff, like racial remarks or heavy stereotyping, frat-boy type behavior amongst coworkers, HR violations, the works.
Chapter 1 - Sales Day
