hi friend, are you okay?
yea, i’m good, why
yea, i’m good, why
Sombra babe. *Kinda gave up because I got tired of drawing squares…
MS Paint
I promised to see this mission through. I did. I can leave with you and send the data to the Fleet. And if the Admirals have a problem with it, they can go to hell. I just watched the rest of my team die.
It is a hard life, and only those who can survive alone can make it through.
- Diversity, gone. Spontaneity, gone. Individuality, gone. But you probably let that part out of your sales pitch.
“ “Bring us the girl, and wipe away the debt,” that was the deal. The details elude me now, but you know what? The details wouldn’t change a goddamn thing.“
