Somehow, you had ended up sitting in a circle with a handful of your fellow soldiers, including the one and only Captain Price.

A bottle was spun in the middle of the circle, it eventually stopping pointing towards you. It was spun once more, landing on Price.

Now here you were, stood in a dark closet with Price.

“We don’t have to do anything your uncomfortable with, love.” You heard him say, his first instincts are to make sure you are comfortable.