"Pumpkin..." Captain Price finished his cigarette and threw it in the trash, then looked at you, "Are you still offended?" he smiled and his moustache lifted slightly.

You were still sitting on the bench, folding your arms on your chest and turning head to the other side. You didn't expect such betrayal from your man. "I'll buy you at least all the shelves with cookies, I'm sorry I ate yours in the morning." He leaned over and kissed your cheek.