[ when south and sombra awake from the cuddle pile that wash happened to find them in, south will find some of the mess around them taken care of -- not all, but enough to notice. there's some cleared out space on the coffee table, and resting in the middle of it all will be wash's helmet, polished steel grey with the yellow trim, faceplate gleaming in the light.
he's attached some text files to it (somehow!). one for sombra that will take her at least a bit of work to get into, but the one for south isn't behind anything at all. ]
South:
I think we're both thinking of where you might end up when we go through those doors. Whatever happens there, will happen. But I want to tell you this:
You've been through a lot of shit in your life, but you've always picked yourself up again. You dust yourself off and you go forward, but it's not just that. You kept going forward and you kept growing. And when shit gets tough, sometimes you'd want to steel yourself against the world, but you could never help how much you cared, how much your momentum would still carry you forward and past it and through. You kept letting people in. You looked at who you were and decided that wasn't all you wanted to be, and you made it happen. And I think those things make you one of the strongest people I know.
I wish more of the others had been able to see the kind of person you've chosen to be. But I'm glad that I got to bear witness to it. Almost makes sex hell worth it.
Sorry that I'm disappointing you one last time. But thanks for having my back -- and for reminding me what having a family felt like.
v backdated to when we were all being gaslit into going home
he's attached some text files to it (somehow!). one for sombra that will take her at least a bit of work to get into, but the one for south isn't behind anything at all. ]
South:
I think we're both thinking of where you might end up when we go through those doors. Whatever happens there, will happen. But I want to tell you this:
You've been through a lot of shit in your life, but you've always picked yourself up again. You dust yourself off and you go forward, but it's not just that. You kept going forward and you kept growing. And when shit gets tough, sometimes you'd want to steel yourself against the world, but you could never help how much you cared, how much your momentum would still carry you forward and past it and through. You kept letting people in. You looked at who you were and decided that wasn't all you wanted to be, and you made it happen. And I think those things make you one of the strongest people I know.
I wish more of the others had been able to see the kind of person you've chosen to be. But I'm glad that I got to bear witness to it. Almost makes sex hell worth it.
Sorry that I'm disappointing you one last time. But thanks for having my back -- and for reminding me what having a family felt like.
-- Wash.