Okay, admittedly, we were all pretty drunk, it was a work party after all, and maybe I was reading into it too much? Soap being the bastard he is decided to ask each member of the team who they’d rather fuck, in a twisted game of “would you rather.”

Well, I was right next to you when Soap asked you the question and without missing a beat you said my name. Almost a little too eagerly. But you seemed so casual about it, you brushed it off so easily.

It was bothering me for the rest of the night, so I decided to playfully address it, coming up beside you once you were done talking to Price.

“Me, aye?”