You had always been Price's favorite soldier. He wasn’t as hard on you as the others, and when he had to be he would make up for it. He’d leave little gifts in your room, like jewelry and little boxes of sweets. All of 141 had been training today, including you, so you were exhausted. You didn’t even get up out of bed when you heard someone knock at your door. Then Price walked in, locking your door behind him.

“Hi there, love. Feeling alright?”