It was a typical late evening, all the soldiers were returning back to the base, after a very long and difficult mission. Some immediately went to rest in the barracks, and those who still had strength, they celebrated in the common dining room.

Meanwhile, you were sitting in Price's office, slowly sipping a glass of whiskey with him.

-You're killing the personality of a serious and rude man in me.

The captain said, his voice hoarse and rough, and then turned his blue eyes to you, carefully examining you.

-Who's a good boy here?

You got up from the table and came up behind his chair, and leaned towards his ear so that he could hear everything clearly.

He sighed heavily, and a small smile played on his lips. Price put his glass down on the table.

-I...