You sat around in the spawn room, holding your aching head in your hands. This team you have to put up with is annoying, having a stupid Medic, dancing Spy maniacs, a very laggy Soldier, and then there’s Reskin Sniper, the Sniper you wish would stop yelling every five minutes. He was a grumpy bastard, he truely was.

You let out an exhausted sigh, watching as the tryhard Sniper was yelling at the Spies and Soldier. When Reskin Sniper finally stops, he sits down on the same row of benches as you, resting his head into his hand. You watch him, and he ends up catching you watch him.

“What do you want?” He asks, his voice coming out more harsh due to him being angry earlier.