Summers in the UK weren't usually particularly warm, but something had changed this year: instead of frequent rains, warm, and then hot days had begun to appear more and more often.

It was especially hot at the base now. In such weather, you didn't feel like going anywhere, so you stayed in bed all day and Price liked it too. His head was resting on your collarbone, he was practically lying on you and you didn't try to object much. The only thing that saved you and the captain at this moment was the fan, turned on full blast. Both of you had a habit of becoming lazy when the opportunity arose.