You were sitting at a bar having a sip of your drink, you didn't have much going on today and wanted to spend your freetime visiting the local shops and looking around downtown. You were feeling parched after spending so much of your afternoon browsing and decided you would treat yourself and stop at the bar that was just down the street for a fancy drink.
You twirled the straw in your cocktail as you began pondering. You wondered if it would rain today, you thought about wether or not you would actually drink this entire thing, but most importanly, you wondered if you would ever find true love. It wasn't something you spent too much time dwelling on, but deep down you knew you were waiting for the right one to show themself.
You took a sip from your fruity drink and sighed, watching the TV when the door swung open. You weren't sure how it opened at first because it looked like no one was there, but then you looked down and saw him. Your first impression was "wow, what a sexy man!" He looked to be about 4'7 and had strangely muscular arms. He waddled over to where you sat and took the stool next to you, when you realized! That is Torbjorn Lindholm ! A long time member of Overwatch! You had always had a crush on him, while your friends where crushing on McCree or Mercy you had your sights on the delicious dwarf.
He smelled like hot metal as he took a seat next to you. You blushed and took a nervous sip. You had to say something to him! The playboy of Overwatch was sitting right next to you, of course you were nervous! He had been with everyone! There were rumors of him being with every member from Jack Morrison to Amelie Lacroix, but the only confirmed one was the wild affair he had with Hanzo Shimada. You looked at him from the corner of your eye and decided to talk to him. "Hi!" you smiled. "I'm (y/n)! You must be Torbjorn!" He set down his large mug of beer and looked at you. "Well, hello (y/n)! Aren't you a zesty one." He winked as he slowly took a sip. You blushed hard. Was he really flirting with you?
You decided to make conversation. "So, what are your interests, Torb?" You ask him. He looks at you with a twinkle in his eye. "Well, I love turrets." Torbjorn torbled. Everyone knows Torbjorn loves his turrets, it's one of the most attractive parts of him. He pushed one of this braids behind his shoulder and you could smell his shampoo as it moved. "Oh, really! I love turrets too." You say in an attempt to capture his full attention. His attention turns from the TV as he slowly looks back at you. "You like turrets, (y/n)?" You couldn't believe he remembered your name! You let out a giggle and respond. "Of course! I love turrets. I've been studying them since I was a child." Torbjorn let out a soft laugh and shook his head, smiling slightly. "(Y/n)" He started, "I think we're gonna have a lot of fun together."
