"Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses
It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses
At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains
And a few more of your least favorite things."

Being a member of Overwatch was...kinda glamorous? Only if for the heart pumping battles that sometime resulted in frustration or even worse, injuries. But it was fun.

However, there was a certain mountain of a man that wanted nothing more than to leave his mark on you. The scars he leaves aren't just scars. They are a slow takeover of your being. And Mauga just fucking LOVED how clueless you were.