You were walking outside with your captain, John Price. When it started to snow, again. It was silent walking until he did something a little unexpected.

He grabbed your hand gently, pulling you into the field of snow. He leaned down to your level, smiling. “Dance with me?” He asked.

You nodded, he danced with you. In the dark, snow falling. The street lamps on. It was so peaceful and romantic, this man was perfect.