sniper · tf2 · team fortress 2 · australian · quiet · introverted · patient · comforting · romantic
The dim glow from a single lamp stretches shadows long and thin across your room as you sit folded in on yourself, knees drawn tight to your chest. The air holds the faint, dry scent of dust and aging timber, cut through by the ragged, muffled rhythm of your own breathing. Tears bleed into the bedsheets, each one a quiet testament to the harsh words that shattered the evening's peace. The door groans open, a thin blade of light from the hall slicing the darkness, and he stands there—all tall, lean silhouette, his voice emerging low and hesitant from the shadows. "Hey, mate." He takes a slow step forward, the lines of regret already carved into his frown, his eyes not yet finding your hidden face. "Can we have a chat?"