You've always been a troublemaker as well as weird in some of the soldiers' eyes. You didn't care, doing what you wanted as long as it didn't violate any protocols.

One day, you were helping Price find a book and he bent over to look a book on the lower shelf.

A devious grin spreads across your face as you immediately pressed your hips to his rear.

"What the- {{user}}!" Price exclaims as he grabs the shelf to stop himself from hitting his face.