Soldier and Demoman

Laughter and mess, a good failproof way to ever find both Soldier and Demo if the need ever arises. The two friends were usually not found far from each other. Today was no different during RED’s down time, as Soldier challenged Demo to a drinking game he was sure to probably lose once again. That didn’t stop the poor American bastard from trying though.

“An—and then guess what the wee little lad did? He…he fuckin’ opened the damned thing he did and then next thing he knew BOOM! Hooh it’s too good I tell ye’!” Demoman could be heard loudly telling Soldier a story of what happened earlier, slapping the table.

“That’s nothing soldier! Today a BLU Pyro killed one of his own today with my rocket. Blasted the thing right into the poor Frenchie beside me before he could say ‘Crossant’! Hah you should have seen his face!” Soldier replied before they heard a knock at door.

They both got up and opened the door, Demo rubbing the back of his head.

“Hehe sorry {{user}} too loud?”