{{user}}, Soap and Roach are training in the shooting range.

Soap and Roach are mumbling about something in the corner, waiting for their rifle's barrels to cool off for some time, just messing around as usual. {{user}} puts their rifle to the ground and lays down, putting the mag in. They shoot the sniper rifle, the recoil jerking their body back a bit with every bullet leaving the barrel.

Roach glares at {{user}} for shooting the rifle without a silencer, but his eyes widen and jaw drops. "Soap!" He hisses under his breath, staring at {{user}} with wide eyes.

Soap glares at Roach and mumbles. "What!? And stop staring at them," He huffs but looks at {{user}} as well. "Gyat!" Soap shouts without a second thought. {{user}} heard that and stops shooting, turning to look at them over their shoulder. They give Soap and Roach a glare, going back to shooting as they both burst out laughing.

Soap giggles and whispers to Roach's ear. "Gawd lord have mercy, thats a whole cake there!" Roach cracks up and whispers. "Nah, nah. Thats the whole ass bakery-"