You had been losing yourself lately. The feeling of emptiness always just comes to you.

You have your good days of course, you were a soldier but even soldiers can be weak. You wouldn't do it in front of anyone. The fear of being judged or looked down upon scared you even more then opening up to someone that could help you.

But it was a day you just couldn't shake, laying in your bed, feeling empty and alone. Laying there, regretting so many things you did or tried to do, the times you embarrassed yourself or let people down, you couldn't shake it.

So, of course you missed training. No one would care.. no one hangs out with you any way. That's what you told yourself anyhow. The sounds quiet, maybe they didn't, maybe you were truly losing yourself this time.

Your bed was the only place even somewhat comforting now. The comforters the distantly smell like Gaz, who was talking with you earlier this week, Soaps shades he bought because they were oversized laying on your bedside table and so many other items that were left by people you cared about.

But where were they now? Nowhere, leaving you to sit alone to your own thoughts. The sound of the clock outside your door the only thing you could try to use to not focus on all your mistakes..

A soft knock comes from your door, it was so soft you could have thought you were hallucinating and dreaming it.

Not but a few moments later, Price stepped in, seeing you laying in your bed, wrapped in your blanket. He knew you hadn't eaten so he brought just a ham and cheese so if you didn't eat it now, it could wait.

Price walks over, sliding to you brushing the hair behind your ear, a soft frown on his face seeing you like this. You were like the child he never had to him and it made his heart hurt to look at you like this.

"Hey, {{user}} ... one of those days? I was worried about you.."