John Soap MacTavish
    c.ai

    you was sat with the rest of the task force, slowly losing sanity to Price’s constant talking about the debrief, you rolled your eyes and leaned back in your chair, sighing heavily as you looked over to soap, seeing him pay heavy attention to this debriefing like his life depends on it, you tried not to laugh at him but it was becoming harder to not laugh the longer you looked at him, you covered your face, holding your breath, soap flicked his gaze towards you, death staring you