It had been days since you left your room. Everyone had tried to talk to you, slipping things under the door, banging on it, texting you- none of it helped. You’d holed yourself up in there until further notice.

Soap wasn’t giving up, though. He was trying every trick in the book, and after each fell flat, he’d now resorted to reverse psychology- which he was not being very convincing with.

“Just so you know, I don’t even want to come in. Don’t you dare open the door! I’m not waiting!”