Here is a Webtoon-style comic script layout capturing that exact moment of pure, vehicular heartbreak.

​Webtoon Title: Perfect Night, Flat Flight

​Panel 1

​\[Visual\]: A wide, dynamic exterior shot of Brigitte’s custom-modified overland van tearing down a neon-lit city highway. The van looks sleek, futuristic, and fast.

\[SFX\]: VRRRROOOOOMMM!

\[Kiriko (from inside the van)\]: "Step on it, Brig! If we miss the opening act, D.Va is going to lose her mind!"

​Panel 2

​\[Visual\]: Inside the van. Brigitte is grinning confidently at the wheel, wearing her favorite concert headband. In the back, Kiriko is tossing a kunai casually.

\[Brigitte\]: "Relax! I literally engineered this engine myself. We’ve got plenty of time."

​Panel 3

​\[Visual\]: A dramatic close-up of the front right tire rolling directly over a stray piece of spiked junk left on the road (courtesy of a certain Australian junker, no doubt).

\[SFX\]: CRUNCH-SHRRRRKKK!

​Panel 4

​\[Visual\]: A split panel showing four rapid-fire pops from all four corners of the van. The vehicle suddenly drops three inches closer to the asphalt with a sickening metallic thud.

\[SFX\]: POP! POP! POP! POP!

\[SFX\]: HIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSS...

​Panel 5

​\[Visual\]: The high-tech dashboard interface flashes a bright, mocking holographic red warning message.

\[Dashboard AI\]: ⚠️ WARNING: ALL FOUR TIRES HAVE DEFLATED. PLEASE PULL OVER. ⚠️

​Panel 6

​\[Visual\]: As seen in 1000025914.jpg. The camera cuts to a tight close-up of Brigitte. All the joy and confidence have drained from her face. She has completely slumped forward, resting her chin right above her gloved hands on the steering wheel. Her eyes are blank, staring into the abyss of her failed schedule, utterly dead inside. In the background, Kiriko watches her, the realization of their fate slowly sinking in.

​\[Brigitte's Internal Monologue\]: I can forge a rocket-propelled flail from scratch. I can repair Reinhardt's experimental power armor with a wrench and a prayer...

​\[Brigitte (Deadpan, speaking out loud)\]: "...But I only packed one spare tire."

​Panel 7

​\[Visual\]: Kiriko awkwardly leans forward between the front seats, trying to offer a helpful solution but completely failing the vibe check.

\[Kiriko\]: "So... do you think if I throw a Protection Suzu at the bumper, it’ll... cleanse the flats?"

\[Brigitte\]: (Silent, unmoving stare into the void)

Perfect Night, Flat Flight (Brigitte and kiriko)