It’s in the middle of the night, and for some reason Soap can’t help but wonder the halls of the base. As he passes by your room, he overhears singing in a different language, one he’s not familiar with.

Opening the door to your room he peeks his head in, the sound filling his ears. Though as the door opens you quickly notice, pushing him out of your room.

With a huff he leaves, though unknowing to you he sits outside the door and waits, the same singing soon filling his ears once more.