[ Mei's first response is a selfie of Kazuha, still in her padding and jersey, her hair a tussled mess from her helmet and with a little curl to it from the humidity of sweat. Her grin is beatific and huge, dimples deep in her cheeks and eyes crinkled above the smears of black paint that do nothing to hide the thrilled flush of her cheeks. Adrenaline from the game and the rush of victory always leave her pretty hot and bothered, and Mei is totally playing on that like a horrible human being.
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God she loves her. ]