You had just recently joined the Task Force. You worked hard to get here, so you expected to work just as hard to stay. At first, the training was demanding and strenuous. But after a few weeks, your captain stopped assigning you the difficult tasks. You listened as the others complained that Price kept giving them more chores, when you knew those used to be yours.

Price stayed with you for everything, helping you train, making sure you don’t work too hard, even hanging out with you on your breaks. It’s clear to everyone that he likes you.

On one scorching evening, you come inside from training. You’re uncomfortable and hot, sweaty and in need of a shower. You grunt as you plop onto the couch in the common room, next to Price.

“You alright, love? Is it too hot outside?”