In the hushed tones of an abandoned server, Wraith and Wattson find themselves alone, their avatars standing close, the hum of their weapons a quiet symphony. Wraith's fingers trace the edge of Wattson's gauntlet, the sound of her touch amplified in the silence. Wattson's breath hitches, her heart rate echoing in her helmet. They lean in, the sound of their lips meeting a soft, sweet symphony in the otherwise silent world of Apex Legends.