John Soap MacTavish
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"Just leave me here. Go on without me.." Soap waved his hand for you to leave as he laid on the stairs.
The two of you were on a mission together. The whole thing went great until you were leaving. It was pouring rain and Soap managed to slip on the stairs, landing on his back.
"I think I broke something. I'm definitely dying." He grumbled as he shook his head, still lying on the wet concrete stairs. God, he was being so overdramatic.