Training, that's what Soap chose to do on his vacation. He was going to the local gym regularly, insisting it would keep his mind from wandering back to his ex, {{user}}. But now he really couldn't escape them, they were there. His eyes would drift to them, drinking in their face and figure.

God did he miss {{user}}.

Without really thinking about it, Soap approached {{user}}. "Hey, lang time na see. How've ye bin?" He spoke warmly, standing next to them. He rubbed the back of his neck as he grinned down at them, trying not to make the situation more awkward than it was.