SASS, B.O.H.I.C.A
ooc: Here’s a fun fact, it’s a military slang for
BEND OVER, HERE IT COMES AGAIN.
/SPITTAKE/
Give me a random fact about Reinhardt that nobody knows?
Anonymous(Sass can eat a lot and when I say he can eat… HE. CAN. EAT. He can go on eating non-stop given the chance. That’s why he keeps his food portioned and planned out. He drinks tea and works around the base to distract himself from eating. This explains why he drinks a lot other than the fact he loves the hot drink.)
What nobody knows…
It was one of those days where it just became unbearable for him. Reinhardt was still human and he was overwhelmed by all that was going on around him. He was just at the kitchen as usual preparing his tea when he was caught off-guard by this. He leaned over the counter, his face digging into the the cold wood, teeth clenched has his hand gripped on the fabric of his uniform. Breathing was painful and unpleasant. He knocked his forehead several times on the wooden surface as if that would even do do anything. A sudden jolt threw his arm across the counter, breaking his tea set.
CRASH.
“Doc!?”
A shout came from the hallways.
————————-
The RED Scout ran in to check what happened only to find the medic laughing to himself as he picked up the broken pieces.
“Woah, what happened here?”
“Ah, clumsy!” Reinhardt waved his hand off, chuckling.
Joey tilted his head a bit as he looked at the scene with a concerned expression on his face. “So uh, y’need help?”
“No, it’s fine.” The medic simply hummed a tune afterwards.
The younger man’s eyes began to look around the room. He felt rather awkward being there and doing nothing. He sighed.
“Well at least, nuthin’ bad happened. Got me worried for a sec there.” He kicked the invisble dust on the floor.
Reinhardt smiled and nodded.
He didn’t have to know.
Stress
His shoulder was aching, that was the first thing he noticed. Then it started to move to his right chest. These painful pangs were enough for him to cringe. Reinhardt rubbed his chest trying to soothe the pain but failing. It was just the stress, His body was quick to react to situations that would send his emotions haywire. However, such rapid reactions were anything but pleasant.
He wasn’t even overreacting it was just there. A sharp pain that could send most people on their knees. It felt like a stab to the chest. He has been battling this for years and he had gotten used to these episodes but it was hard to ignore the needle-like pricks that he felt whenever he breathed.
Reinhardt squinted his eyes in an attempt to see through the hard rain to see if his car was nearby. There it was, the ambulance. Such an odd thing to take out but that didn’t bother him. He just wished he had a towel right now. He reached for his keys with hands shaking from the cold.
It was the wrong town. Reinhardt had asked around to everyone he could approach if they have seen a strange, tall and lanky man around the area. They would always ask why, if there was something wrong or if they should be alarmed by this. The doctor would just go silent and mutter words to himself as he heads off to ask other people. None of them saw anyone out of the ordinary in that small little town where routine had become a lifestyle for most people.
Reinhardt was soaked under the rain, stupid of him to forget an umbrella. Of all the times it would still be raining…
No.
He can’t really blame the weather. It had been raining for days.
He simply walked back to his car.
