Sniper hovered over the Scout, his hat managing to cover everything except his eyes, which seemed to glow from under his yellow tinted glasses. He pulled out a soda, handing it to Scout.
I got you this.
It was a Bonk. Cherry flavored.
- @meet-the-blu-sniper
Scout seemed startled by Sniper's presence, clearly not expecting a BLU to be here. But he quickly played it off, fidgeting with his dogtags as he warily took the can of Bonk.
Oh, uh- huh. Thanks! Aren't we uh.. supposed ta be enemies though? I mean, not that I don't appreciate it! I love the cherry ones, I just.. y'know! Actually, now dat I think 'bout it, it could be a ceasefire right now, I wasn't payin' attention-
The boy rambled out of nerves, coughing subtly to shut himself up. His eyes darted around to make sure nobody else saw him fuck up so badly. Sniper was.. intimidating, especially with those golden eyes staring down at him.
