John ‘Soap’ MacTavish was your favorite sergeant in the entire task force. A lot of people found his Scottish accent too thick to understand, but you understood him perfectly.

It was a busy day in the facility, missions were continuous, training was hard and barely anyone had free time.

So when you walked into the control room where Soap was, he picked you up and began squishing you gently like a stress ball.

“Yer the only one keepin’ me sane ‘round ‘ere…”