handsoap x mcread

in the barrens of the fucking payload because my dumb ass team isnt pushing it and getting spawncamped, two lone fuckers, handsoap and mcread (hanzo something, an angry bowman furry from japan; and jesse mccree, a chill cowboi with great eyelashes and a prosthetic torso [how does that work] sit on the hood of the payload, watching the sun set. they enjoy this time from their team. they insist its a bro meetup, until a gremlin-esque d.va dashes in and watches this unfold, along with her evil plan.