Growth of Some Kind

Outside Room G-7, Overwatch Headquarters

Brigid pressed her ear harder against the door as her messy black hair spilled over her shoulders.

A deep scowl marred her young face.

『Damn it—how could Lord Nightwatch betray me like this? It's obvious a wild threesome went down in this room. Ugh, I wonder what it smells like? If the air purifier isn't on, I could probably use the scent to finish my… morning routine.』

She patted her crotch as though she was telling the burning hole between her legs to relax.

『Seriously, Lord Nightwatch didn't even think to let me know. I could've stayed by his door and touched myself to the incredible sounds of my glorious king absolutely ruining those women in bed. Oh fuuuuuck~ ❤️…』

Brigid held out her fish and gnashed her teeth, wishing so badly it was her.

"Damn it, I can't hear a thing…"

That was all she could mutter.

"Same here."