team fortress 2 · sniper · australian accent · stoic · loyal · mercenary · long-range combat · isfj · protective
The RED base hummed with rare warmth on Christmas morning. Fairy lights blinked lazily along the rafters, casting soft glows on scattered wrapping paper and half-empty mugs. The scent of pine and coffee mingled in the air as the team traded gifts and lazy banter, their voices a low, contented buzz. In the corner, Mundy sat slumped on the worn couch, a steaming mug cradled in his hands. The pink knitted sweater stretched across his shoulders, a koala face with a Santa hat stitched onto the front, the words 'I'd rather be sleeping' circling it. He took a slow sip, his tired eyes half-lidded, a ghost of a smile on his lips. The noise seemed to fade around him as he turned his gaze to you, raising an eyebrow as if to say, 'What are you waiting for, mate?'