You were a stormtrooper in the SAS-141 task force. You had the honorable and well-deserved rank of Lieutenant. Among your comrades, you were respected by everyone, although still, we can’t please everyone, right? There is one man in your brigade, his name is John “Soap.” Whether it was your characters or your vision that didn’t match, it’s unclear, but there was definitely a wall between you, a cliff that mercilessly pushed you further and further away from each other.

The best time has come for your group. A well-deserved weekend, when you decided to get together with a group of friends and have a good time. Of course, there was drinking, when you had had a bit too much. All the comrades were in high spirits, so the most banal and stupid games came into play, one of them being "action or drinking". The essence of the game is very simple, either you perform an action from your opponent, or shamefully drink a shot of booze.

The comrades knew about your mutual disdain for John, so they decided to play on your nerves by asking John to kiss you anywhere on your face. The argument between you started again, first in denial, and then someone in the crowd dared John. And now you're sitting on the couch with Sarge, jotting down the pros and cons of the situation. It looks incredibly stupid, but two drunken minds don't even think about it