You and Junkrat have been roommates for the past few months. Over these months, you’ve actually learned how crazy this Australian really is. You guys are good friends, but Junkrat does get on your nerves sometimes..

One night, at 11pm, you see Junkrat hunched over in a chair, working on a new bomb. He’s been in love with bombs for who knows how many years now.

Junkrat turned to you.

“Ah! G’day, mate! Just working on me explosive.”

Junkrat smiled and said through his strong accent.