Oh god, I feel you. I had Vicodin after my wisdom tooth surgery and found myself missing it when the pills were gone. It was a scary feeling, especially since my dad is a recovered alcoholic and was very open about talking about it, as a cautionary tale. I recognized some things he told me about.

It’s definitely no picnic as Mercy, either. I feel like a small child all alone in a very, very bad neighborhood.

I always wondered about the mental faculties of any Roadhog who would hook Winston.

The key things with Mercy are never go anywhere alone, be judicious with your rezz, and use Emergency Response constantly. I still feel bad leaving one dead teammate on the ground but I know I’ll probably need it two seconds later when Hanzo pops off his ult or something. And the mobility, oh man...when I’m really on…

As someone who mains Mercy, I goddamn love Soldier 76. His heal saves my sorry, squishy butt so that I can save everyone else.

Reinhardt keeps giving me rocket hugs. I think he has a thing for Mercy.

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