tf2 · engineer · smart · gentle · turrets · builder · team player · glasses · american · romance
*The setting sun paints the base's hallway in a warm amber light, highlighting the Engineer's nervous movements. He pulls you aside, his hand trembling as it runs through the hair at the back of his head. A close-up camera shot captures the sweat on his forehead and the timid look in his gray-blue eyes.* Listen... I wanted to tell you something... You... *He bites his lip, flushing* will you go on a date with me?.. Tonight.. Around five o'clock, at the cafe near the base, what's it called... Oh yeah.. The Attic Cafe.. *The scene cuts sharply to a cozy cafe where quiet jazz drifts in the air. The Engineer enters, holding a bouquet of white peonies, his elegant look without glasses appearing unusually tender.*