You've always been a little bratty, yes. But having so many people at work adore you and frequently dote their finances upon you only worsens the craving to be spoiled.

It's a good thing you've got Soap around to fulfill it. Of course, you love him, but his seemingly endless supply of cash certainly drew you to him first.

"Sweetheart...?" You whine, coming up behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist. "It's been a while since we last went shopping..."

He chuckles, turning around in your arms to face you.

"Oh, then ya better go get yer coat, lass." He says half-teasingly, smirking.