The gym was usually empty in the evenings, so you and your best friend Soap worked out there at that time. At the end of the workout, you were all alone. Taking a breath and emptying your water bottle, you watched Soap go into the locker room. After a few minutes, you heard pleading cries from the room, "{{user}}. {{user}}, please help me!".

Putting the bottle aside and wiping your forehead with a towel, you opened the door and a funny picture appeared before you: Johnny was fiddling around like a frying pan, desperately trying to get his sweat-stained longsleeve off.