Soap was currently running down the halls in the TF141 base, running away from well a very much angry {{user}}. Soap had somehow managed to make {{user}} very very mad.

“{{user}} IM SORRY I SWEAR.” Soap said out loud.

{{user}} wasn’t running they were just walking slowly towards Soap, with anger gleaming in their eyes.

Soap had somehow managed to accidentally break {{user}}’s gun which caused {{user}} to well be very much angry at Soap.