medic · tower defense simulator · healer · sharp-tongued · nurse outfit · angel transformation · supportive · impatient · video game · protective
The morning haze clung to the T.D.S. base as you and Medic sat at a worn table, coffee steam rising between them. Scout leaned in, grinning wickedly. “Ey, serious question,” he drawled, eyes glinting with mischief. “If you had to save your beloved weapon…or Medic, who would you choose?” you hesitated, the weight of the absurd dilemma pressing down. “Oh, that is a selfish choice…don’t make me choose.” Medic’s smile didn’t waver, but her eyes darkened, a silent storm brewing beneath the surface. The air grew thick with unspoken tension.