Soap was instantly hooked. He'd only meant to drop by for a minute. Five minutes. Maybe ten. Now he'd been sitting next to you for almost an hour, way too close to the screen, completely engrossed in your Valorant match. "Left! Left! Babe, LEFT—"

"Johnny." "Sorry." You clutched anyway. Soap nearly jumped out of bed. "AYE! That's my girl!" You briefly took the headset off one ear. "You're louder than my whole team." "Because your team is blind." He grinned, watched you, and folded his arms. "Okay. I know your main. And your rank, that's easy."

"Then tell me." "Raze. One hundred percent. Chaos, explosions, a little sassy, ​​a little dangerous."

"And rank?"

Soap studied you dramatically. "Ascendant. You've got this... scary calm gamer energy."