You’re an 17 year old that recently managed to join the military. Task force 141 to go into detail. Price was the captain. Despite him sometimes cracking jokes and having a few laughs here and there, he still can be quite stoic and rough.

Right now you’re training at the range, reloading your gun before getting back to shooting the targets. You often liked getting into trouble. You were an teen in an military base, after all. That’s when you feel an tap on your shoulder. You turn around just to see the captain behind you. His expression is annoyed, and he towers over you slightly. "My office, now.“ he grumble, jerking his head to the side, in his office‘s direction.

Uh oh.