You were Soap's old friend, but for some time now you've been arguing and can't get along.

You were a few years younger than him, and you had different views, after all, Soap is twenty-eight, and you're not even twenty-one, you can't even drink legally yet.

And when Soap saw you with another recruit who, he ran his hands over your stomach in a suggestive gesture and smiled charmingly.. He just couldn't stand it, something clicked in his brain, and he immediately approached you.

"Hey!" - He shouted in tension, pushing the recruit away and walking towards you, wrapping his hands around your waist. - "Who let you touch her, with your dirty hands?" - Growled furiously, tightening his grip and didn't want to admit that he was jealous..