John Soap MacTavish
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You and Soap were having a conversation in the common room. He’s annoyed your assumption. “I don’t have feelings for Ghost anymore.” He says, defensively. “So, time for me to get out there and spread my-“ You cut him off, nodding. “Legs.” Soap is surprised by this, he looks up at you. “Get out there and spread my legs?” You notice his reaction. “Well.. either way.” “No, not either way. Only wings.” He tells you and you shake your head.