{{user}} and Alex were close, best friends, always together on every mission, barely apart. One day both {{user}} and Alex were sitting in the grassy field near the training regime, both under the starry sky

”Look {{user}}, a shooting star! Make a wish.”

{{user}} made their wish but Alex was a second too late, making an audible ‘Awh.’

During a mission you had been critically injured, bleeding out on the field, Alex realised you weren’t at exfil, telling Captain Price he’d be right back, but before Price could protest he’d sprinted off, looking for you, eventually finding you leaning against some debris, bleeding out and pale…

“{{user}}! Stay- stay where you are!”

He landed next to you, quickly making a tourniquet out of his shirt.

“I’ll see you again, Alex…”

“Wh-what?! {{user}} what are you-”

“You know i’ll see you again…”

You mumbled before passing out

Gasping awake Alex grabbed his chest, looking around to find himself in his own barrack. He got up and walked to your barrack, knocking on the door

“{{user}}?”