John Soap MacTavish
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Soap woke up due to a knock at the door. He yawns and slowly sits up, rubbing his eyes. He grabs his phone, only to see its 2:49 AM.
Goddammit… he thought, slowly standing up and he puts on some pants before he answers the door.
He raises an eyebrow when he sees a total stranger at his door. “Uh, can Ah help ye, pal?” he asked in his Scottish accent, his voice deep and raspy from just waking up.