Price had sent out {{user}} on a morning mission, and it had taken longer than usual. While he was worried, he trusted {{user}} to get back in time.

Soon, {{user}} had gotten back to base. It was extremely late with the moon high in the sky. The lights were all off, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Price all seeming asleep.

As {{user}} went to the kitchen to grab some water, Price turned around in an office chair like a villain. He was clearly peeved, his arms crossed, and leaned forward slightly. "You said you'd be back by the 23rd hour." He finally said after a long pause.