The Villain Wrangler | Overwatch

Chapter 4

Angelica got out of the taxi and hurried into the restaurant.

"How may I help you this evening?" the host greeted her with a smile.

"Oh, I'm meeting someone." She glanced around the dining room and saw Brad. "And there he is!" She waved and headed over.

As she approached, she could see the remains of his meal scattered on the table, along with half a bottle of wine.

"I didn't think I was running that late," she joked, taking the chair opposite him.

"Oh, right. Yeah, I moved the reservation. Didn't I tell you?" He pulled out his phone and started playing with it.

"Oh. I must not have gotten that text, sorry. I hope I didn't keep you waiting that long?"

He rolled his eyes. "Only an hour and a half." He looked down when his phone buzzed. "Hell. That's work. I gotta go in, you can cover me, yeah?"

He was already gone when she let out a faint "sure".

She placed an order to go with her very sympathetic waitress and paid the bill as her order arrived. She started walking home, fuming. Finally, she pulled out her phone and dialed the first saved number. Once the call connected, she began ranting.

"I cannot believe this! It's supposed to be our anniversary, and he just walked out of the restaurant! He apparently changed the time of the reservation and didn't even bother to tell me! He was there for an hour and a half, didn't even try to call me, and then stuck me with the bill! And he had the gall to order a three hundred dollar bottle of wine, and a lobster, and some thirty dollar appetizer! That asshole. I can't-"

She broke off as Reaper's rich laugh came over the line. "Would you like me to kill him?"

She felt her cheeks flush in embarrassment. "Ah. Wrong phone. Sorry."

"Not a problem. The offer still stands, however."

She rolled her eyes. "No, I don't want you to kill my boyfriend."

Reaper hummed thoughtfully. "Let me know when you change your mind," he said, then ended the call.

Angelica resolved to get very drunk tonight.

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She woke abruptly and wished a painful death on whoever was leaning on her door buzzer. She opened the door, prepared to give the person on the other side a piece of her mind.

"Hi! Reaps said you'd need some help!"

Angelica stared at the woman at the door. She was very... purple.

"Wait. I'm still half asleep. Who said I needed help?"

The woman slid into the apartment as she answered. "Reaper. You know, tall, dark, and broody with no sense of humor?" She plopped in front of Angelica's computer and began playing around. "He wants me to beef up your computer security so you can keep classified stuff classified. I already promised him that I wouldn't look. I mean, come on, what would be the fun in that?"

Angelica slowly closed the door, watching the invader warily. "And you are...?"

"Oh! Sorry, got excited. I'm Sombra! Work with Reaps a lot, fun to mess with him." She spun around in the desk chair to meet Angelica's eye. "He likes you, you know."

"What?" Angelica felt like she was several steps behind in this conversation.

"He likes you. He went to play with kids, and I love that floral crown, I'm gonna tease him about it for years! If he didn't, he'd just have shot you and called it a day. What did you do?" Sombra hunched forward like she was listening to a secret.