(Author's note: the whole story will be from Widowmaker's POV)
The door to my room opened I was not expecting it but a young Mexican girl walked in. Her hair was black with purple highlights on the top. She wore a dress like outfit that was black with purple accents. "Sombra reporting" she said.
"Huh?"
"My name is sombra ,and I'm guessing you're Widowmaker?"
"Yes I am"
"Can I call you widow?"
"No"
"Plz"
"No"
