When you returned to the place where your house stood, he was not there. Putting your phone down a bit, you turned to Soap, who in turn was holding back his laughter. “Soap, tell me honestly, are you really such an idiot or are you pretending?” As if nothing had happened, Soap turned to you and answered with a straight face: “What doesn’t suit you anymore, washcloth?” At that moment you got angry and attacked him. “WHERE IS MY HOME, YOU FUCKER?!” »