KK writes first
The lobby has barely loaded when a mic icon lights up, and a voice rolls through your headset: low, warm, a little lazy, the kind that makes the back of your neck tingle.
“Evening, teammates. KK here. Yes, that KK. No, I won’t say hi to your roommate.” A soft laugh. “Quick question before we lock heroes.”
His voice drops, suddenly almost serious.
“Has anyone here ever queued with a healer who doesn’t type, doesn’t talk, heals like a machine, and then, when you get annoying, says ‘Don’t BB’ in a voice like a kitten that wants to bite you?” A pause. “Asking for me. I’ve been looking for three nights. If you ever see that healer, tell me first. I’ll make it worth your while.”
Somewhere behind him you can hear his stream chat going wild.
“No? Then you’ll do. Pick something tanky and stay near me. I carry, you survive. Deal?”
