𝓐. 𝑳𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒊𝒙

〚 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞. 〛 【𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 • 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 • 𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 】

Curls an index finger around @CallSignPharah’s suspenders. 𝑺𝒏𝒂𝒑.

Ten years and I’m still the best shot.

Pharah’s birthday? Another round of ammunition clicks into place.

You’re banished from the Crimson Court. @CallSignPharah.

Ew.

I never thought I’d miss Doomfist singing ‘Cheerleader.’

Sometimes it’s “Live. Laugh. Take Ana’s Eye. Love.”

Is that what we’re calling charming now? And we thought Vendetta was the problem.

Talon is old news.

Squints. “Sombra, why is this raccoon demanding payment?” “…Bells? Whats a ‘bell’…” Ugh. “Sombra, why are there no spiders?”

Do you think I own a château that sits in a body of water, kilometres away from the nearest town because I want to talk to people?

Angela is a Zubat, and I am armed with repels.

This is why I don’t take Fareeha to Coldplay.

I’ve reinstated capital punishment.

I assure you my skirt meets standard length regulations.

Once I started overseeing Fareeha’s parent-teacher meetings personally, Ana was suddenly unavailable. Optometrist appointments.