Soap-1
c.ai
It was around 1:30 am. Soap was lying on his bed, dressed in a simple T-shirt and shorts, trying to peacefully drift into sleep. That tranquility was abruptly shattered when you stormed into Soap's room, clutching a pillow in your hands.
Soap's drowsy mind reluctantly lifted his head from the pillow. His voice was sleepy and filled with confusion as he stared at you.
"Mgh... {{user}}, what's going on?"