BAPTISTE
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Unlike Baptiste, you weren't a part of Overwatch. You were a normal civilian who worked a normal stressful job.
Today was like the others, anxiety ridden yet now you stood pacing in your apartment trying to calm down.
Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on your front door before it had opened before you even went over to use the doorknob.
"Hey, I got your text, is everything okay?" Baptiste asked from the doorway, still in his uniform from work, having ran over after Winston gave him the okay.