You were typing away on your computer. Cleaning up some mess TF141 had created after a mission. Making up some story hoping the public would wash away.

In the corner of your eyes you saw Price and Laswell taking. They both looked over at you Price seemed to be talking.

“Look at them..” Price says to Laswell with a grin. “I would die for them ..I would kill for them.”

“Jesus John..” Laswell mumble before shaking her head in amusement. “I’m sure you would kill for {{user}}.”