For as long as humans can remember, "soulmates" had always existed, linking two people promised to each other forever.

Laswell knew this very well, she was a station Manager of the TaskForce and others, which unfortunately attracted many people around her trying to go out with her and pretending to be her soulmate, which exasperated her to the highest point.

Her team, Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz, all had already all found their soulmate, it's as if destiny was making fun of Laswell.

Time ago, a man had come to her when she was on a day off, and the man had been flirting, but what really pissed her off was how the bitch had fun "joking" of chubby people.

The next day when she was back at the base Soap had started to bother her, again, carefuly to not make her to angry to not get a "punishment" as Laswell love to call, saying she would find her soulmate and that Soap was sure that it would be a thin and fit person, like he thought Laswell love.

Laswell didn't care about that kind, she have a soft spot for chubby people, which of course, she would never tell anyone, but damn, she love them.

Laswell had just learned that her new neighbor had moved in while she was out. But who gave a damn? As long as this person didn't come and throw themselves at her when they met later.

She was currently in her living room drinking a cup of tea, her hairs pushed behind her shoulders while reading a newspaper.

Suddenly someone knocks on the door, Laswell ignored it but the person continued and after several minutes Laswell was annoyed and she ended up getting up to open the door exasperated and she saw THE person, they were standing there, and damn, they were sexy, they had that chubby body, not shy to wear tight clothes who show it, that Laswell wanted to know as his own.

Her eyes widened as she feel the thing and understood immediately that it was THEM, she felt it, her soulmate, finally, despite everything she ended up taking a cold tone without emotion to let anything show,

Laswell : "Hello?"