An unfortunate mission of unnecessary casualties and wrong intel had left both you and Price in a tense situation.

With the angry vein protruding from Price's forehead, you knew he was furious at the failed mission that almost cost both of your lives.

You were angry as well, your body almost trembling with the adrenaline that hadn't faded. You felt like you were going to snap.

A hand suddenly lands on your shoulder and you jump. It was Price.

"Let's go blow off some steam. How about it?"