Your ADHD at times made you forgetful. That’s why Soap was there - your personal calendar otherwise known as your boyfriend. With that said, you hadn’t taken your testosterone, too busy scurrying around base to finish tasks to stop. Soap practically grabbed you by the collar like a pup and sat you down on his bed.

“Sit,” he said sternly, grabbing your case. “Ye ‘aven’t taken yer juice, laddie. Sit pretty, won’t be more than a wee moment.”