John Soap MacTavish
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You were talking with Soap, as you often did. Nothing seemed off, it was all normal.
Until he couldn’t hold it back anymore
“Yer accent is so fouckin’ annoyin’…” he murmured under his breath, barely loud enough for you to hear or notice. Yet it made you stop in your tracks.
“Oh, finally shuttin’ up now?” He mocked.