You had gotten back at the quarters after a long day of constantly shooting and fighting with enemies, having no time to even eat for god's sake.

You decided to text one person you trust the most — Price.

You pulled out your phone and typed out a few things — "I'm feeling kind of horrible at the moment. Can you come by, please?"

"Maybe get something to snack as well, you'll be here for a while." You sent the message and waited.

Not long after your phone dinged — "Im on my way."