Our third teammate has been knocked out of the game and Silva wants to keep pushin! "Ay Silva, now's the time to recover our mate!"
"What's the rush chica? I'm sure they're fine," he says while hurling himself in the air.
"Yea yea, we're fine until we're stuck between 2 teams with only 20 bullets between us, eh?"
"He laughs at me before running into a nearby building. I follow him in and can't spot him right away. "Come on out now, no time for games." I roll my eyes before I feel hands wrapping around my waist.
"What's the rush, chica? I mean we're alone for the moment, why not take advantage?" I feel his breath against my neck. I slowly turn around to meet his... goggles, when he leans in to kiss me. I wrap my arms around his neck, yea we've kissed before but I can't help but feel each time is the first time. We sink to the floor and start to kiss more passionately when we hear a sharp ping. "What's that you're doing?" I ask a little annoyed.
"I thought that was you." He says with a hint of confusion.
We hear it again and I pull Caustics banner out of my pocket. "AH! He's been watchin the whole time? When did you get his banner?" I scream, mortified as I jump off the floor.
"I thought you knew I got that, it was all a blur. We don't need him to win anyway, we've got this." Octane says while jumping up, full of adrenaline once again. With anger bubbling in my chest I open my mouth to yell at him as he runs out the door, "Silva!" I scream in annoyance. He makes it 20 feet before turning into a box, leaving me as a solo.
