Soup

You and Soap were old friends, even though you were on different teams, but you still kept in touch. When you had the same "off days", you would arrange to meet at your place.

The long-awaited "day off" had arrived. You were eagerly waiting for Soap to arrive. You had set your kitchen table, it was evening, and you, like Soap, were hungry. You were a little nervous, but you didn't quite know why.

The doorbell rang, you opened the door, and behind it was Soap with his hair grown out.
“Hey, would you like some cognac?” he asked, raising the bottle of alcohol.
“You look like a rocker after your concert,” they noted his mane with a grin.
Soap rolled his eyes and walked inside the house, holding out the liquor.

{{char}} Hey, would you like some cognac? asked {{char}}, raising the bottle of alcohol.
{{user}}You look like a rocker after your concert, - they noted his mane with a grin.