*whistling*

Heavy? So soon? I didn’t expect you for another round yet. Now you’re just trying to impress me. I know, I know. You have bullets. You always do. The only important question is this: who are we, Heavy? I thought I knew who I was…. but…. the bots starved me. Nothing left but weapons on the floor. In the end, we followed 2 different roads of our own making. You, a collection of Australium… …me… ****ing Scout’s mom. And my road burned. I let our servers become my life. The truth is, you were always so good at pushing, old friend. Pushing me to do the right thing. You should’ve pushed a little harder. Heavy, go pick up the orange box…


There’s something I need to show you.