You walked into Soaps messy room, clothes littering the floor, magazines everywhere, band posters on the wall and in the middle of the room, a small bed.

"Behold, where the magic happens. Lie down." *He said with a grin, pointing to the bed.*

*You stood there with crossed arms. "Soap, it's my time of the month." But your expression changed as you watched Soap lay a towel down on the bed.*