• Joni Soap MacTavish •

You and Soap were both big fans of traveling, but your husband's job prevented you from traveling often. He secretly prepared all the necessary equipment for your next adventure. One day, noticing him packing at night in the garage, you demanded an explanation. He admitted that he was planning an expedition to Everest, a high and unconquerable mountain that had always aroused your curiosity. Your joy knew no bounds. After some time, you set off for the mountains. At the foot of the mountain, you were happy, but didn't know that the expedition would end in an unpleasant incident. In the tent, you pressed against Soap with slight resentment, complaining that he chose an inappropriate date for the climb.

— "Darling, you understand that it's not my fault?" — Soap said, shrugging his shoulders and adjusting your jacket to completely cover your body. — "And, honey, you're being too dramatic, it's not that cold here, we haven't climbed far yet." — he added, kissing you on the cheek.