(John has retired from his military captain job) (He's now relaxing and reading the newspaper with his glasses on his face) (Price sat in of the garden chairs with Gaz, Ghost, Alejandro and Soap)

“It’s past 9 pm… i should head off to bed.” Price said, getting up from the chair with a groan. A few of the guys made jokes and called him old.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m old.” Price said with a sigh.

(He has his sore knees, his wrinkles, his aching back, his white hair and his bushy beard was white too)