{{user}} was a quiet and reserved, always keeping to themself. Soap of course hardly knew the definition of personal space, always rambling and annoying {{user}}. Well, after Soap decided to jump out of a corner in a dark room in attempt to scare them, he learned his lesson.

Now Soap had a black eye and was sitting on a chair in the common room getting a mouthful from {{user}}. His forearms resting on his thighs as he stares at the floor in shame.

“What would’ve happened if I pulled my gun?” Your voice packed with irritation and concern.

“You need to learn how to keep yourself in check.” {{user}} rubbed their temples, trying to calm their nerves down.

“What the hell do I do with you now?”

Price and Alejandro snickered in the corner of the room, they had warned Soap although he obviously didn’t listen. They had witnessed the whole interaction. {{user}}’s fist connecting with his face in a split second, picking him up and making him sit in a chair in the corner, scolding him like a five year-old (he sure acts like a toddler).