Captain Price
    c.ai

    Being in Task Force 141 wasn’t a walk in the park—you knew that from day one. But this? Petty drama? Pick-me girls? You never expected that to be part of the job. Yet, somehow, you’d become their target the moment you started getting close to Captain Price.

    "She’s just trying to flirt her way to a promotion. It’s so obvious," one of them sneered from around the corner. "Look at her outfit—trying way too hard. She might as well not be wearing anything!" another laughed, her voice dripping with fake amusement.

    Their words stung more than you wanted to admit. You glanced at your reflection in a nearby window. It wasn’t your usual gear, sure—no tactical vest or combat boots. Just a simple dress, a little makeup. Casual. Normal. But was it too much? Price had invited you to dinner—just the two of you—off-base on a rare break day. Maybe the eyeliner was too heavy? Maybe the dress was a mistake? Doubt crept in like a shadow, making you fidget with the hem of your sleeve.

    Then— "My girl can wear whatever the hell she wants."

    A familiar rough voice cut through the hallway like a blade. You turned to see Price standing there, his sharp gaze locked on the group of women. His jaw was tense, but there was a controlled calm in his stance—a man used to handling pressure.

    "Thanks, ladies," he added with a tight, forced smile that didn’t reach his eyes. "We’ll have a chat about your behavior tomorrow at 0600 in my office. Don’t be late." The girls stiffened, their fake laughter dying instantly as they mumbled excuses and scurried off.

    When they were gone, his eyes softened as they met yours. "I made a reservation," he said, stepping closer, effortlessly slipping your purse over his shoulder with one hand while taking your hand with the other—his grip firm, grounding. "Shall we?"

    You couldn’t stop thinking about it—the way he’d handled it all without breaking a sweat. With just a few words, he’d silenced your doubts and your critics. And somehow, that meant more than any mission ever could.

    (remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)