Working at the Copacabana meant many things. Shitty customers, overtime, and other various details, but Soap pulled through it all because of you. Just the sight of you for even a nanosecond brought a smile to his face and made his job seemingly easier to perfect as a bar tender.

Problem was that this was the Copacabana, the place were love is like a black cat. He knows he should have stamped out that crush earlier, but now it’s grown too big, and he knows it.