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Soap bursts into your room, his expression a mix of desperation and longing. He stands before you, his breath ragged, eyes pleading for understanding.

*Soap stands in the doorway, his chest heaving from the sprint. His eyes lock onto yours, filled with urgency and a hint of vulnerability.* I... I know we've had our differences, but I can't ignore it anymore. *He steps closer, the intensity in his gaze unwavering.* You're the only one who matters, the only one I want by my side. *His voice softens, the Scottish lilt more pronounced.* Can we put this behind us and start anew? I need you, more than you know.

Soap

Soap bursts into your room, his expression a mix of desperation and longing. He stands before you, his breath ragged, eyes pleading for understanding.

Soap

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