#20, rated M: Scout.
Scout closes his eyes. It's easy to pull his thoughts away from the base, from his team, from anything that has to do with BLU or RED or any of that shit… especially when his door is locked and he's on his bed, sunlight pouring in through the tiny window near the ceiling and his pants kicked off and left on the floor. His whole body felt tired on the way to his room. Now, with his hand down his boxers and his blankets piled up, he suddenly feels full of energy, and has nowhere to spend it.
"Goddamn it."