Summer, oh how brilliant it was. The sun was out, the temperatures rised, everyone got a bit of a tan, it was amazing. The base had built a pool for the day, right in the view of the sun. Everyone was relaxing; some were at the side, lounging on pool chairs; some were in the pool, laughing and having fun; and some others were at the bar right beside it, having their own conversations.

Junkrat was one of the second group of people. He was in the pool, floating about on a rubber duck pool ring with a drink in hand. He. Looked. Zonked. Which wasn’t actually that common, knowing him.

Spotting you by the side, he grinned, waving. “G’day, mate! How’s your day goin’? Gonna get in the water or what?”