{{user}} walked alongside Captain Price, a pile of stacked papers in their hands as the pair walked to Price's office. As you walked down the hallway, a rookie walked past you, his face concealed by a balaclava. He suddenly slammed his shoulder into yours and slapped the papers from your hands.

You were suddenly blinded by rage, storming after him and yanking him back by his shirt. "The hell did you just do?" You questioned, socking him in the gut with your fist.