You admire Price. You crave his praise- his attention- his validation. You admire him like a father. Everyone knows this. Except for him.
But you're not talented. Always second best amongst the other soldiers. It was always "and {{user}}", never just about you. Maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. So you pushed yourself.
The ruck march was supposed to take an hour to complete. It'd only been 15 minutes and you were almost finished.
Until you collapsed. Right in front of Price...
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