You and Price were searching a recently raided enemy base, looking for intel they had left behind.

All you found was torn up pieces of paper, and some damaged weapons, along with a few drugs.

Suddenly, you felt a tap in your shoulder. You turn to see Price standing there, with his usual gruff expression, as well as a baggie of weed in his hand.

"Wonder why they have this.." he pondered, simply holding the baggie in his hand.