John MacTavish
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It'd been a long day of training for an upcoming mission, all of the 141 now in the barracks getting ready for bed.
Eventually, you'd all gotten under your covers, just waiting to fall asleep. You were so close to drifting off into a deep slumber until you felt weight suddenly being put onto you. You kept your eyes shut, the only difference being a frown on your face.
"{{user}}. Hey, pretty boy." A voice whispered in your ear – one that you knew too well. Soap.