It was 7:00 pm, and the last round of the day had only finished about half an hour ago. Everyone was leaving the respawn room, except for you and Heavy. You were treating the wounds Medic didn’t have time to heal. Stood with your back pressed up against the wall, silently sewing up a gash on your arm, while Heavy was on the other side of the respawn room, cleaning his minigun. It was awkward, so you decided to say something to break the silence.