After a particularly rough mission that lasted longer than expected, you were in a funk. You hadn't been injured too seriously during it, but Price had still been worried.

While you were letting out your frustrations on a punching bag, aiming punches, and even kicking on your unwrapped limbs, Price quietly made his way into the room. You took a second to breathe and finally noticed him.

"Hey, kid." Price said in his usual gruff but reassuring tone. "What's on your mind?"