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Jinx sighed as the office phones rang. Her hand hovered above the receiver on her desk, waiting to see if someone else in the office would pick up the call. After a few seconds of no response, she sighed again and picked up the phone.
“Student Activities Committee, this is Jinx, how can I help you?” She put on her best customer service voice and waited for the other person to respond. After a couple of seconds of heavy breathing, she repeated herself. “Student Activities Committee, this is Jinx, how can I help you?”
“Oh! Yes,” the person on the other line said, seemingly startled, as if they hadn't called her. “I have tickets for this weekend’s game, and I was wondering if I could change them to ADA tickets, since my grandson is coming.”
Jinx furrowed her eyebrows. How the fuck did you get this number, lady? “Yeah, so, we don’t deal with tickets; that’d be the ticketing office. If you give me a second,” Jinx shoved the phone to her ear with her shoulder and began typing, trying to find the ticketing office’s phone number. “I can transfer you to them and they might be able to help you out.”
“Oh, that would be great,” the lady said with a small sigh. Jinx typed in the number and sent the lady on her way. She put the receiver back in the cradle and leaned back in her chair, rolling her eyes, and sighed loudly and heavily.
Ekko glanced sideways at her dramatics and quirked an eyebrow from the desk beside hers, not saying anything. He turned his gaze back to his computer and continued scrolling through the Habitat for Humanity website.
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@upiltsac WELCOME BACK, YORDLES! Let’s start this semester off right with SAC to School! We’ll be on The Yard next Tuesday from 5 PM - 7 PM with free ice cream and popcorn alongside group yard games like Jenga, Frisbee, Spikeball, Cornhole, and more! Free with UPilt Student ID.
This event is part of UPilt’s Welcome Week. For the complete list of events, visit https://welcomeweek.upilt.edu.
@kj.ingram LET’S GOOOOO SAC IS BACK!!!!
@mary.kate.373737 first event of the yearrrrrr
@upiltmama4everrrrr Where is The yard? wHen is this Event? Can Freshman come? Can parent?
@upiltsac Unfortunately, SAC events are for students. The event is next Tuesday from 5 - 7 PM. The Yard is a dedicated green
space on campus; it’s right outside of the Zaun School of Engineering.
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Vander stepped out of his office with a sigh and a small box in his hand, “I need someone to take this up to the building managers-”
“I’ll do it!” A bang accompanied the statement as Vi jumped up from her desk, hitting her knee in the process. She collapsed back in her chair, nursing her knee. “I’ll do it,” she repeated, this time with much less gusto while Ekko and Jinx snickered from their desks.
Vander sighed again and handed her the box, “Don’t hurt yourself, kiddo.”
Vi gave him a small salute and began limping towards the door. As the door swung shut, she heard Ekko begin to sing, “Vi and Caitlyn, sitting in a tree…” while Jinx cackled on in the background. She shook her head and trekked up to the second floor, adjusting her hair and dusting off her clothes as she went.
She crested the top of the stairs and felt the corner of her mouth tug up into a smirk. Her favorite building manager was at the desk, glancing back and forth between the desktop computer and a large spiral notebook. Her long, dark blue hair was pulled into a high ponytail and she was wearing the customary grey manager’s polo. In large, bold print, the name tag attached to the shirt read ‘CAITLYN.’ Vi took a deep breath and sidled up to the desk as confidently as she could.
She dropped the box on the desk and leaned up against the Formica counter. “Hey, Cupcake.”
Caitlyn rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, leaning back in her chair, “I told you to call me Caitlyn. Cait, if you insist on a nickname.”
Vi waved her hand dismissively, “That’s what everyone else calls you.”
Caitlyn’s mouth quirked up into a small smile, “And you want to be special?” Vi nodded.
“Now you’re getting it, Cupcake.” Caitlyn rolled her eyes again, this time with more fondness. She took the box from the desk, grabbed the scissors lying next to her notebook, and cut the tape in rapid succession. Upon seeing what was inside the box, she groaned and tossed the box back onto the desk. Vi raised an eyebrow and reached for the box, pulling out the receipt. “What? You’re not a fan of,” she began reading the item description, “Lanyards 100 pieces lanyard for ID badges flat lanyard with badge clip j-hook?”
Caitlyn shook her head, “I asked Marcus for two lanyards so the new managers could have somewhere to put their keys, and he was really quite pissy about it. I guess I won’t have to ask him for lanyards anytime soon.”
“Really quite pissy?” Vi mimicked Caitlyn’s accent and dodged out of the way of Caitlyn’s light-hearted slap. “That’s it,” she grinned, “I’m going to HR. This isn’t a safe work environment.”
“As if they’d do anything,” Caitlyn laughed. Vi joined her, the two of them dissolving into giggles.
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@upiltsac Next week is SERVICE WEEK! To start things off, SAC will be hosting a volunteer fair on Monday in the Union Building’s Large Event Room from 10 AM - 3 PM. The volunteer fair will be full of local service orgs with plenty of volunteer opportunities. Come stop by!
Service Week is hosted by the University of Piltover’s Student Activities Committee. For more information on the events happening during service week, please visit https://serviceweek.upilt.edu.
@neverbreakthechain How many organizations will be there?
@upiltsac We’ve had over 50 orgs sign up! There should be something for everyone!
@brownbear21 cant click link
@upiltsac Check out our linktree in our bio! It’ll be under “Service Week Info”
@gracefullpiltover GraceFull Food Pantry can’t wait to participate! Thank you for inviting us!
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Claggor sat on the floor of Vander’s office surrounded by papers with his laptop cast to the side. He ran his fingers through his curly brown hair and groaned.
“Vander, why can’t we just use DJ Diesel? The students would go crazy for Shaq-”
“I’m sure they would, but he’s way out of budget,” Vander responded, not looking away from the email he was typing.
“There’s no one good for 30k, Vander.”
The man chuckled, “We don’t have the budget for good; we have the budget for mediocre one-hit-wonder.” Claggor groaned again and started pulling the papers around him into piles.
“Jinx, have you found anyone you think could be good?”
Jinx, who was draped lazily over one of the chairs in Vander’s office with her laptop propped up against her legs, shook her head. “This website is way outdated, Clag. It’s got the Pistol Annies on here for under $25,000. I don’t think they’re even a band anymore.”
“They are!” Mylo called from the main office space. He appeared a moment later, leaning against the doorframe. “They released an album not too long ago.”
“Are they any good without Miranda Lambert, though?” Jinx scrolled through her computer, not bothering to make eye contact with Mylo.
“She’s still in the Pistol Annies, Jinx,” he said with a roll of his eyes.
“She is not!”
“Is too!”
“Is NOT!”
“IS TOO!”
“Shut up!” Claggor yelled over the two of them. They paused for a moment, breathing heavily in the silence. “Don’t you have to go to class, Mylo?”
Mylo checked his phone, muttered oh shit, and scrambled out of the door frame, grabbing his bag as he sprinted out of the office doors. The office was quiet again, save for the soft music drifting from Vander’s computer.
I’ve been thinking about setting this house on fire…
“You think you’re real funny, don’t you, old man?” Jinx snarked. Vander leaned back in his chair, a smile on his face.
“I do actually. Thank you for noticing.”
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@upiltsac Join SAC next Thursday in the Union Building’s Central Community Area for our third karaoke night of the semester! Free Raising Cane’s for those who participate! We’ll be there from 6 - 8 PM! Free with UPilt Student ID.
@kneenuh.25 omg @romycruzzzzzzz we need to do this
@clarebear2003 where will this be
@upiltsac The Union Building’s Central Community Area
@clarebear2003 you should put that in the post
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Jinx desperately needed event ideas for the spring semester. Whoever decided to fuse the Daytime and Nightlife Coordinator positions (Silco) had clearly never come up with and fully planned 24 events. If she ever found out who merged those positions (Silco) she would have several choice words for them (Silco).
She flipped through the pages her committee members had written of event ideas and felt like killing herself every time she saw karaoke night get suggested. The fact that they had four planned for the fall semester alone was atrocious and Jinx could not believe it had been approved.
It wasn’t that the events weren’t well attended, it’s that she was sick of doing the same thing over and over again. Shockingly, no one at this fucking school could sing. She had to stand there for hours, watching over lukewarm Cane’s, and listening to multiple people try (and fail) to hit high notes they had no business attempting.
HOT TO GO? Overdone. At least three times per event. Defying Gravity? Every damn time. Mamma Mia? No high note, but overdone. All the Small Things? Done with the most monotone voice; no enthusiasm whatsoever.
She turned the page, saw the word ‘karaoke,’ and slammed the binder shut. She’d come up with something on her own. Jinx opened Instagram and began scrolling through SAC’s following list. She clicked on a random university’s programming board and searched for good ideas. She kept at it for a grand total of five minutes before closing the tab, setting her head on her desk, and groaning.
“What’s up with you?” Ekko asked from next to her.
“I hate fucking karaoke night and I hate fucking program proposals. Whoever decided I needed 24 of them can suck my massive balls.”
Ekko laughed, “I think that was Silco.”
“I know it was fucking Silco. The ruling still stands. He can suck my balls.” Ekko patted her back in mock consolation. “24 is so many events. I can’t fucking even, Ekko. What’s a nighttime event you would attend on campus?”
Ekko blew a raspberry, thinking for a moment.
“Probably kar-”
“If the words ‘karaoke night’ come out of your mouth right now, they will never find your body.”
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@upiltsac Yordles, you’re kiln it! Join SAC at @kilnjoystudios and paint your own pottery. Next Wednesday from 5:30 - 8:30 PM, students who bring their UPilt ID will be able to pick from a dish, a mug, or a bowl and paint for free! Once items are all fired, participants will be able to pick up their creations from the SAC office in the Union Building basement.
@caitlyn.kiramman Hey @vi4violence, would you want to go to this with me?
@vi4violence totally! it’s a date, cupcake.
@g3tj1nx3d don’t mind me, just vomiting in the corner
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Caitlyn meticulously drew six evenly spaced hearts on the clay dish in her hand, intending to make the dish look like a playing card. Next to her, Vi used a paintbrush to make small squares around the edges of her bowl. She was holding the bowl so close to her face, that her nose was nearly touching the paint she’d already laid down. She had her tongue stuck out slightly as she focused intently. Caitlyn watched her for a moment but quickly went back to her own dish when Vi glanced at her. She felt a blush spread across her cheeks, not quite reaching her ears.
Finally pleased with her sketch, Caitlyn rolled up the sleeves of her deep blue Piltover Riflemen sweatshirt and picked up to smallest brush should could find, gently dipping it into the red paint on her palette. Just as she was about to begin, Vi’s phone buzzed on the table. It sat between the two. Caitlyn glanced down and saw a message from Jinx.
what’s the point of a date if you’re not going to talk to each other
She stifled a laugh and looked across the store to see Jinx staring at the pair of them, eyebrows raised expectantly. Caitlyn nodded her acknowledgment and turned to Vi, who was practically crossed-eyed with how close the bowl was to her face. Caitlyn cleared her throat, causing Vi to jump and hit her nose with the bowl. Caitlyn smirked and, from the corner of her eye, saw Jinx laugh about it.
“Your sister thinks we’re doing a poor job at dating.”
Vi spluttered, “Dating? Wh- what? This-? When did she…?” Caitlyn picked up Vi’s phone and showed her the message. Vi whirled around to face her sister and flipped her off. Jinx just shrugged and pulled her phone out, sending another message.
you know i’m right
Vi rolled her eyes and began to type out a reply when another message popped up.
vi, you’re never gonna get in her pants if you don’t talk to her
She slammed her phone face down on the table, her face burning bright red. She flipped her sister off again and picked her bowl back up. Caitlyn’s eyebrows were sky-high.
“What was that all about?”
“You’re so lucky you’re an only child, Cait. Having siblings is the worst.”
Caitlyn giggled.
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@upiltsac It’s finally finals! Come study with SAC at @highgrounds coffee shop! Students who bring their UPilt Student ID will get a free 16oz drink. This is SAC’s last event of the semester and will be next Wednesday from 6 - 9 PM.
We’ve had a great semester, Yordles! We’ll be back next semester with even more fun-filled events for you!
@daisydaze more karaoke nights??? pls pls pls pls pls
@joshua.collins04 SAC will u be doing more karaoke bffr
@zippitydodah make your own stuffed animal would be SO COOL!!
@kj.ingram girl that's just build a bear
@upiltmama4everrrrr NO MORE NIGHT EVENTS!!!! MY BABY NEED SLEEP
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Jinx scrolled through the comments of SAC's latest Instagram post and frowned.
"What the fuck even is a Yordle?" She asked no one in particular.
Claggor looked up from the papers scattered across his desk, pushed his glasses up, and shrugged. "I'm pretty sure the founders just made it up. That short one, Heimer-whatever? Seems like the type of guy to just make up something weird and say it's a mascot."
Ekko sighed, "Did none of you pay attention at orientation?" Together, Claggor, Vi, Jinx, and Mylo chorused a series of "no"s. Ekko rolled his eyes. "A yordle is basically like an immortal spirit that thirsts for knowledge. It being our mascot is supposed to represent the students' constant... yearning for knowledge and growth and shit."
"How in the hell did they come up with that?" Vi asked.
"It came to him in a dream," Ekko said with a shrug. The others looked at him, disbelief all over their faces.
Jinx nodded sagely, "Like Stephanie Meyer and Twilight. Makes sense."