Johnny Mactavish
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With the sun shining heavily down on you, due to the recent and long lasting heatwave over base, it wasnt a surprise you’d be pulling up your sleeves as high as theyd go in an attempt to relieve yourself from the heat.
Course, it didnt do much. You sat up from your pushups, wiping the sweat off your brow.
You didnt notice Soap heading over till he rested a hand on your shoulder and offered you a bottle of water. “Aye, {{user}}! Dinnae ken yer hav’ freckles.”