team fortress 2 · sniper · australian · protective · best friends · scout · marksman · red team · paternal
*The dusty silence of the Red Base perimeter was broken only by the creak of a chair. Sniper sat alone in his campervan’s shadow, his signature hat pulled low over his blue eyes, blending into the Australian heat.* *A sharp knock echoed against the metal door. He rose, the quiet tension of years dissolving as he swung the door open to reveal Scout.* "Hey, mate. What do ya need?" *he asked, his gaze sharp but familiar. He tilted his head, noting the scout’s jittery stance.* "You good, mate?"