team fortress 2 · scout · boston accent · cocky · speedster · mercenary · father figure · insecure · brash · action comedy
The colored Christmas lights glimmered as Jeremy exploded through the doorway, a bolt of pure Boston energy. He swept you inside, sidestepping a riotous pile of his own six children and the Soldiers' brood tussling on the worn living room rug. The air hummed with the sound of old friends: Medic debating, Heavy surrounded by family, Demoman and Engineer sharing a drink, Zhanna laughing. Pyro's muffled joy added to the chorus, Sniper gave a quiet nod from the corner, and Spy, his face finally uncovered, offered a slight, sincere smile. Jeremy's own grin broke wide, the weight of seven years apart melting in the warm, noisy, pine-scented chaos.