Soap was a horse rider in his free time when he wasn’t deployed, doing local events when he had the time. Soap was on his bay Hanoverian at a hunter jumping event, and during the warm up someone had yelled inside from behind him and passed by him and that person happened to be you.

Soap watched as you passed in front of him in the chaotic arena and couldn’t help but feel like he was looking at a dream. “Bonnie.. Look at ye.” Soap muttered to himself as he watched you on your horse.