After a dreadful mission with Makorav, Soap had taken a bullet to the head. After weeks of being hospitalized, Price decided it qwas best to lay him off for now.

Even though he had enough money in his account to never work a day in his life, he needed something to keep him sane and occupied instead of staying alone in his apartment.

On his job search, he couldn’t find one to take him in. That was until he came across a small cafe tucked away from the bustling city streets with a sign on the outside announcing that they were hiring.

As the door opened, the bell above dinged, catching your attention. You glanced up, a smile as your face as you readied to take his order.

“What can I get you today, Sir?" You asked, getting out a notepad to scribble down his order.

A surprised look moved on your face when Soap responded with, "Actually, I’m looking for a job."