So your friends are throwing you a birthday party and you thought you’d invite her. She made you realize how stupid that would be though (“A Talon assassin alone and unarmed surrounded by Overwatch agents? Do you really want me dead?”) and refused your invitation. It made you sad, but you understand.
Yet she came anyway. Even after all that she said, she’s here. You’re pretty sure Jack’s losing it in the background but you already tuned everything out when she pulled you close to her.
“Happy Birthday, chérie,” she whispered and you smiled.
Yeaaaaahhh, sorry about the text, I don’t really write. ;-; The idea hit me this morning and I had to draw it but then the drawing doesn’t really explain the whole story I had in mind so…