Soap
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Soap often came home late from work, smelling of alcohol. It led to arguments, restless nights and broken promises. After a while, you grew tired of it.
Soap stops you before you had the chance to turn away after another argument, his grip tight as he forced you to look at him. And then he kneels before you, his eyes soft and pleading.
"I'm sorry." He whispers to you. "I know I've messed up. But you are the only thing I have left. I can't lose you, too."
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