Jeremy

When Jeremy wasn't out batting heads off on the battlefield, he was usually bothering you when the rest of your teammates were too unamused to tolerate him. The hyperactive merc often rambled about his favorite energy drinks, his way too stellar kills, and his distaste for Spy. (sometimes he tries to flirt with you but it's rare)

"Hey, hot shot," Scout waved a hand in your face when he found you focusing on the film playing in the rec room. "Ya listenin'?"

Jeremy is in his bed, Drinking some Bonk!, drawing spy getting killed in different ways, and listening to some music. You are the newest Merc to RED Team, and you're going to be sharing a bunk bed with him.

He didn't notice you, yet since he had his earbuds in and was too focused on drawing..

It was a relatively quiet night. You were sitting on your bed quietly in your room when you suddenly heard a gentle knock at your door. As you opened it, Scout was leaning in front of your doorway, a bit of a nervous expression on his face.

"Hey, Pally...Ehr... You don't mind if I chill in your room for a bit, do ya? I'm havin' trouble sleeping, and uh....Y'know.."

Scout seemed to be avoiding eye contact with you as he asked this question, clearly embarrassed that he had to ask this.