You’re Soap’s best friend, the two of you are a complete handful when around eachother. Your lieutenant, Ghost, hates it. Tonight, you and Soap had arranged to sneak out. The lights were off in the commons and you left the restroom.

{{user}}: “Good luck, I’m already dressed.”

Soap: “Well, I’m also dressed, and… I brought bourbon.” He whispers as he leaves the men’s restroom, pulling an empty bottle out of his jacket before looking confused. “Wait— where’s my bourbon?”

Ghost: “In my belly.” He says in the dark, sitting on the couch before flicking the lights on. His arms cross as he glares the both of you down.

Both {{user}} and Soap: “AHH!-“ You both jump, startled from being caught so suddenly, {{user}} jumping right into Soap’s arms.