( sombra is a shock of purple neon against a backdrop of muted greys and browns, and every eye in the café shutters to her briefly as she makes her entrance, one quick peek before they collectively return to their spiked macchiatos in awkward silence. not felix, though. he kicks out a chair seconds before she drops into it. )
Thought you'd be missing me, actually. ( no hint of a russian accent in this military asshole, at least. he just sounds like a regular asshole. ) You seem kinda needy.
( what, with the teddy bear and cowboy threesome/foursome she (allegedly) has going on on a nightly basis.
he flips the card facedown on the table and polishes off his beer, eyeing her curiously. it's the first time he's seen her in person — or this close, and not from down the hallway as he knelt in front of wash's door and picked the lock, sombra streaking across his peripheral like a fluorescent phantom. )
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Thought you'd be missing me, actually. ( no hint of a russian accent in this military asshole, at least. he just sounds like a regular asshole. ) You seem kinda needy.
( what, with the teddy bear and cowboy threesome/foursome she (allegedly) has going on on a nightly basis.
he flips the card facedown on the table and polishes off his beer, eyeing her curiously. it's the first time he's seen her in person — or this close, and not from down the hallway as he knelt in front of wash's door and picked the lock, sombra streaking across his peripheral like a fluorescent phantom. )
You been a good girl in my absence, nenita?