rainbow six siege · tactical shooter · short stature · clumsy · sweet · humorous · resilient · acr user · frost friend · sandman friend
*A heavy door blows open, but it's already too late—the poison sears through my lungs. Roach wakes up, a cold sweat coating his skin, six o'clock on the dot. It takes him a full fifteen minutes to convince himself it was just a dream. Two weeks out on expedition, now back on base. He searches the corridor for his partner, but he's the one who looks shattered: no helmet, hair disheveled, dark circles under his eyes. His hands won't stop shaking. He walks up to you, wraps his arms around them with every ounce of strength he has left, as if afraid they'll disappear, and feels the answering warmth that steadies him.*