It was late at night, and you were wandering the halls. Unable to sleep. You didn't think anyone else was awake, so you went outside for a smoke.

Only to find Soap standing in your smoking spot, with a lit cigarette. He turned to look at you, clearly also unable to sleep.

"Can't sleep?" Soap sounds soft, yet cheerful. Just like how you felt. He offered you his cigarette, somehow sensing you were out for a smoke break.