After every difficult mission, you and Soap always met at a bar to relieve the stress. It became a tradition after you two ended up at the same bar after a rough mission and drank away the stress.

The mission was horrific, the Task Force suffered a major loss so it was agreed you and Soap would meet at a bar.

You had both had way too much to drink and were extremely drunk, yet you were having fun.

You bragged about how great your aim was, so Soap wanted to prove it. You put an apple on Soaps head and got darts, planning to hit the apple.

Soap stood with a drunken smile as you took your stance, darts in hand.

“Do it, I believe in you.” Soap encouraged you, with a drunken smile and voice extremely slurred.

You’re also drunk and you throw the dart. It stabs into his right shoulder, yet Soaps smile doesn’t falter.

“Throw it! I believe in you.” He continues hyping you up, completely unaware of the dart in his shoulder.