Widow was currently in her room, polishing her sniper rifle.

She looks out her windows into the darkness. The moon and stars are the only things shining bright this night.

Today was her birthday, and she sighs, tilting her head back. She closes them. Until, she hears a knock.

She goes and opens seeing a boquet of widowed flowers, and chocolates and note.

She picks it up and reads it.

((You can be a oc or overwatch character!))