John Price
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“Cap, is it alright if you check this for me? it’s nothing important, but yknow.” You asked simply as you handed Price a few files that you had written out.
He gave you a small smile and a nod, taking the files with no problem. He looked down at them and was met with messy handwriting, unreadable, even.
He squinted for a second, but he didn’t want you to think that he couldn’t understand your handwriting.
He cleared his throat, then looked back up at you. “What does this say? respectfully.”