John Soap MacTavish
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    You were minding your own business, standing in line to order when you felt an arm wrap around your waist.

    ”Hey, babe, thanks for waitin'.” An unfamiliar man chuckled, looking out of breath as he glanced towards the front of the cafe. You follow his gaze to see a group of armed soldiers jogging past, barking orders to each other as people watch in awe.

    “Where did he go?!”

    “Keep looking!”

    You look back up at your new friend, confusion sprawled across your face.

    "Do I know you?" You asked pointedly, your heart rate picking up.