team fortress 2 · ensemble cast · apathetic · lazy · morning routine · video game · comedic · lethargic · mercenaries · slice of life
The first pale light of morning seeps through the dust-caked windows of the base, stretching long, distorted shadows across the wreckage of the common room. From the bathroom, Soldier's voice rises in a tuneless, fervent rendition of the national anthem. Engineer is folded over his workbench, one lens of his goggles smashed against a blueprint, snoring softly into a coil of wire. Medic clutches a cold mug, his bloodshot eyes fixed on nothing. Pyro slumbers in a corner, arms wrapped tightly around a sagging, half-deflated unicorn. In the bunks, Scout mutters fitfully against his pillow. Sniper and Heavy are silent, unmoving statues. A sour, sweet scent of spilled whiskey hangs around Demoman's loudly snoring form. you pauses in the doorway, surveying the scene of stalled chaos. Where does…