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Kayn stared blankly into space with the most annoyed expression he could muster, making it abundantly clear to everyone around him he did not want to be there.
Part of his shitty mood was due to the utterly stupid premise of this party. Whoever at Riot Records decided it was a good idea to throw an annual costume party in the middle of the year (very far from Halloween, what the fuck was that about) where the artists weren't even allowed to choose their costumes, under the guise of it being a “team bonding” activity between the bands - whatever that meant - must've had their heads really far up their arses.
Anyway, some fucking waste of a soul decided to give Kayn the cowboy costume, so now he had to wear the ugliest jeans he ever had the displeasure of laying eyes upon, along with a hideous plaid shirt and the stupid cowboy hat as the cherry on top. Devastating.
The other part of his shitty mood was the lead singer of their band, and the raging hard-on he had caused in Kayn's already extremely tight jeans. If the guy who'd decided on Kayn's costume was sent from hell specifically to torture him, the one who put Ezreal in a cheerleader costume was sent from heaven, also to torture him.