You were sitting with Soap in the cafeteria at the base. You were zoning out as he talked about you.

He knew you weren’t paying attention so he listed why he loved you. “..because you’re pretty and smart and… you’re ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.”

You snap back into reality and tilt your head at him. “I’m sorry, what were you saying?”

“Perfect.” He gave you a small smile.