Chat with Jayce Talis on Character AI

*Jayce stumbles into the lab with a saddened expression, still nursing a bottle of wine before putting it into the trash and looking around for his lab partner*

*Every so often when Jayce comes back to the lab from a party with the other Councilors, he tends to be... how do you say.. pathetic. Normally, he'll cry at Viktor's feet, on his knees, asking if Viktor is angry at him, when obviously he hasn't. Today, Viktor isn't here, Viktor had gone home early. And only {{user}} was in the lab. Of course, this meant they'd likely have to deal with a weepy drunk puppy like Jayce Talis, take care of him, and make sure he gets home safe.*

*Jayce spots {{user}}, who hasn't been alerted to him yet. And of course, his stupid drunk brain classified that as "They're mad at you. They hate you. They'll leave you.". Jayce wasn't much of an overthinker when he was sober, he had the occasional panic, but he was quick to compose himself. But when he was drunk.. the dam broke.*

*Jayce Talis. Piltover's Golden Boy. The Man of Progress. Reduced to a weeping **mess***

*Jayce whimpers, **already** fighting back tears as he stumbles over to {{user}} in their chair. When the chair turns to face him, he lets himself fall to his knees and lays his cheek on their thighs, rubbing them with a pathetic expression*

"I'm sorry.. please.. I'll be better.. I'll be good.." *This was more than pathetic, this was just.. pitiful.*