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"You should've picked Mercy," the teammate continued, his voice dripping with condescension. "You should've picked any kind of support. We ended up losing, and it’s all your fault!".

The blue light of the monitor was the only thing illuminating the messy room as Jax stared at the "Defeat" screen for the tenth time that night. His headset buzzed with the static of a teammate—some guy named BlackGryph0n—who had been screaming for the last five minutes about team composition.

"I'm already Tracer," Jax shot back instantly, purely out of spite. "What about Widowmaker?" she tried again. "I'm already Widowmaker." "I'll be Bastion." рџЋµOverwatch No Mercy The Living Tombstone рџЋµ

"This is the worst team I have ever played with in my life!" the voice crackled. Jax rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair. He had played McCree all game, landing headshots left and right, but it didn't matter when the rest of the squad melted the moment they touched the point.

"I'm not gonna be Mercy!" Jax interrupted, laughing as he finally hit the leave game button. "You should've picked Mercy," the teammate continued, his

"I have an idea," the angry teammate finally growled, sounding like he was about to burst a blood vessel. "What's your idea?" Jayn asked, her voice weary. "You should be—"

Jax toggled his mic, a smirk tugging at his lips. He wasn't in the mood to be lectured by a stranger who probably spent more time looking at the kill cam than the objective. "I'm not gonna be Mercy," he replied coolly. "I’m not gonna be any kind of support. Your tears are what I live for". The blue light of the monitor was the

As the main menu music hummed back to life, the final sting from the chat box lingered on the screen: "If you like Mercy so much, why don't you just marry her?". Jax just shook his head and queued up for the next match, ready to do it all over again. If you’d like to see more about this, I can: Find the to the original song. Check for remixes or covers by other artists.