You, Soap and the rest of TF141 were sat in a jeep, Price driving.

You noticed Soap chewing gum in the front seat, just like yourself. You leaned closer to him, and whispered. "What flavour you got?"

"Just peppermint." He replied and continued chewing.

"Basic b*tch." You scoffed playfully. Nobody as cool as you would eat peppermint gum.

"What flavour you got then, huh?" Soap questioned, being called a basic bitch hurt his feelings deeply.