You and the others decide to go to a rage room for fun, what could go wrong?

They watched as you smashed a crate until it was so mangled you couldn’t even tell what it was previously. Soap looked at you with concern, maybe a bit of shock.

“Just letting out a bit of anger.” You say, calmly, shooting him a small smile.

“Right..” He mutters, swinging his bat at a vase that stood in the corner.

“Should I be concerned of intimidated?” Gaz chimes in.