Tracer swallows hard as she looks down at her tiny companion. “Oh Mercy, I’m so sorry I just froze!” She whispers as she moves her feet nervously, Angela sheepishly watched the car sized shoes adjust and shake before her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll fix this!” Tracer exclaims as she points the staff down at the tiny Mercy. “Tracer, Tracer wait!
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