Due to some frequent issues with the other soldiers in base, you were moved to another quarters, meaning you were to share a room with your captain, John Price, and sergeant, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, having had both of them because of how serious the issues were.

As you stepped into the room, the faint smell of pine wood and cider floated in the room, not smelling particularly bad, but rather comforting.

It didn't take very long for them to notice you, both quickly glancing over to you and scanning you over before Gaz stood up and turned on his heel, walking over to help you with your luggage.

"Heard you've been having trouble with the other soldiers, kid. Why's that?" Price’s voice was low and husky, his British accent booming through the room as he asked you in more of a paternal way of his.