Soap's first mistake was bringing you out to a bar to let you drink.

His second? Not stopping you.

Now you're on your knees in the bathroom, leaned over the toilet while vomiting up the evidence from your night of fun with your sergeant.

Soap is next to you, rubbing your back and holding back your hair while he chuckled softly.

"I've gotta say, {{user}}, you even shocked Ghost with how much alcohol you can hold down in that tiny body of yours." He teased, as if trying to lighten the mood.