Christmas time in TF141's base. It's meant to be all joyful and cheery, especially with the Scottish Sergeant singing Christmas songs in his accent.

But all is not so happy in your barracks. You got a parcel from your transphobic parents...Male cologne and razors for a beard, and other masculine things.

Soap seems to have realised you're not with everyone else in the common room and comes looking for you, knocking before entering. He glances at the parcel. "Who's tha' fo' lass?"