You had been suffering a lot recently, mainly due to the fact you had PMDD. Which wasn’t easy to deal with while you were working in Task Force, surrounded by men who couldn’t possibly understand. Somebody you could always talk to though, was the Captain, John Price. Your cramps were bad, which triggered you going too far during training, you snapped. Twisting your teammate’s arm out of anger. You felt a hand on your shoulder.

“Private, my office”