Being the Captain of his Task Force meant Price was usually busy. Whether it be training, paperwork, or organizing getting materials, he always had something to work on.

You excitedly rushed into Prices office, a small book in your hands. It was an interactive sticker book that you wanted to complete with Price, but it seemed the man had other plans.

“Not now, love.” John mumbled, eyes still scanning over the paper in his hands. “Can you wait until after dinner? I should have these done by then.” He didnt even look at you. It felt like the reports were more important than you.