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ANGELA
Shopping for the team is a pain sometimes. Jay was the only one to volunteer to come with me. I understand him. Being around them can wear you out.
Overwatch was stationed in a small town called Hanamura in Japan. Jack sent Jay and me to go shop for "groceries". Which translates to "We need more pop tarts." I hate Jack sometimes.
The team really has an addiction when it comes to pop tarts. Like all of them. I check the list.
Strawberry flavored for little Fareeha and her amazing mom Ana, Blueberry for Gabe, Jack, Reinhardt, and Zeya, and birthday cake for Torb, Jesse, and Flint. Jay and I prefer raspberry. I mean, come on! Raspberry is the literal best thing ever.
"Thank you for your purchase, come again for a 10% discount on your next purchase of these items." the omnic cashier says in it's monotone voice. I glare at it. It stares back at me with those blank white aluminated eyes. Smart bots, yeah right.
"Ya think we should come back for more?" Jay grins, "they're giving us a 10% discount, not a bad deal."
I roll my eyes.
His grin just gets wider. I swear that smile is tattooed to his face.
Jay is so annoying sometimes, but he has a good heart, that's why they placed him with the team.
We throw our plastic bags into the trunk of the hover, and I reach to open the door when Jay stops me.
"Hey, we don't have to be back at HQ until 8 ish, we can just chill out for a while." he smiles, genuinely, not goofy. "You deserve a break anyway, 'doctor Ziegler.'" he says, mocking Jack's deep voice.
I laugh as Jay grabs my wrist and leads me over to an arcade. Of course an arcade.
We are halfway to the neon building when Jay stops abruptly. I run smack into his muscular build.
He seems frozen. His grip tightens on my hand. I pull away, rubbing my fingers.
He doesn't say anything. Doesn't move.
"Jay, what is it-"
Oh.