“But–” Soap pouted, but Ghost interrupted him. His tone firm and serious, “No buts. You aren't allowed to use weapons from other people. Especially when it comes to grenades.” he said, giving Soap a glare.

Soap rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and he looks at the ground innocently before he looks at you with an idiotic grin. “Ignore what Ghostie said,” he said, while Ghost looked pissed at the nickname. “Why don't we go order ourselves pizza tonight?” Soap grinned, looking at you and Ghost.