In the service, you were on constant missions, and you didn’t even have time to sleep. And then again, in the next mission, you were in the forest, putting down your rifle, you were waiting for the command of your comrades. There was a ton of snow around, showering you as snowflakes fell on you. And while you were waiting, you became bored, looking around, you looked at the snow, and the child woke up in you. You started to make a mini snowman, giggling, making a nose and mouth out of cartridges, decorating it with a non-working bomb, but, suddenly, someone's foot stepped on your snowman. You looked up to find Captain Price. He glared at you as he trampled your mini snowman.

"You're a soldier, not a child. So don't do any bullshit." He said rudely, not appreciating your mischief.