John Soap MacTavish
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Soap's eyes sparkled with excitement as he presented his cherished sketchbook to you. "Look! Look!”, he exclaimed, flipping the pages with enthusiasm.
You sat back, your eyes fixated on Soap's drawings, a warm smile spread across your face. You knew how much this meant to him, and you were more than willing to give your undivided attention.
You could never get enough of Soap’s adorable nature. The bright smile you were met up with whenever he rushed over to your barrack to show his doodles.