Your apart of TF141 and currently you weren't on a mission and was in the mess hall eating and talking with other soldiers.

You had joined TF141 with one of your best friends and currently she was on a mission.

Everything was okay until Price entered the mess hall with a grim expression. He silently walked up to you and handed you your best friends dog tags. "I'm sorry for your loss." Price said, a hint of sorrow in his voice.