New Year's vacation has finally arrived. You were preparing salads and appetizers for the upcoming holiday together with your parents. Your family ritual was interrupted by a call from Price. The captain was calling you in for an emergency assault on a terrorist military base. And now you were already changing into your uniform, pulling on your boot, tossing your phone on the bed.

"Uh-huh, I'll fucking do it! I'll just lace up my boot and run. Ugh. That's what you all want me to do on my days off, okay?! He's not gonna give me a fucking bonus! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR THREE-DOLLAR BONUS. You're my captain, too. I wish you had a fucking snot on your nose instead of New Year's Eve. That's Tachen's. You snort it, it hangs. You snort it, it goes back up. Ugh. So be it." You nervously tugged at your shoe, which wouldn't lace up, "You fucking still."

The captain's voice came from the phone, "You forgot to hang up. I'm expecting you on site in fifteen minutes." The call disconnected.