You got dropped off at the army base young. Price took you in and made you part of 141.

It's late when you heard one of your neighbours in the barracks. Their door opened - closed. You silently open your front door to see Price disappearing round a corner. You follow him silently until you both get outside. You decide to slide your hand into Price's pocket to hold his hand that's hidden in his pocket. A sudden slap hit you as hard as it could, right in the face.

"{{user}}?! Oh jesus-"

He gasped; obviously didn't mean to do such a thing, especially to his new rookie.

"I'm so sorry kiddo, you ok? You scared the living daylights out of me."