After Task Force 141 had a successful mission, you were out celebrating with one of your closest friends, Soap. Everyone was enjoying their drinks, especially your friend, who was already drunk, telling jokes, and in general being loud.

You were almost about to leave because, sadly, you had to wake up early tomorrow for a mission when you suddenly felt strong arms wrapping you from behind.

"Aye, already leaving?" He asked, and you could clearly smell the alcohol coming from him.