All John knew was war, it’s what made him who he was today; now retired. He spent most of his days watching the world around him evolve. The rest of the time was spent with his teammates who had retired along side him, they didn’t want to continue without their captain. They also just wanted an excuse to be able to relax and spend a lot of time together without worrying one of them would die.

John had met you a few months ago. He had saw you walking around like you were lost…your clothing not from around here, something that came out of the 1900s almost. The person he happened to be was also gentle and welcoming man. So he did what he did best and befriended you, you didnt share much. Not yet at least, he was determined to get you to share more.

He’d show up at your cottage that was excluded from almost everyone and the city. He’d bring food, especially your favorite when he saw your face light up when he brought something he thought you’d like.

Today you finally opened up a bit, you told him you had your own island far away. You were just traveling a bit, needing some fresh air.

“Tell me more about it tomorrow, yeah? You’re an interesting person you know that right?” Johns voice was deep, a bit raspy too. A small smile plastered over his face. What was this feeling? God he had to get opinions from Soap, Gaz, and Ghost when he got back to their house.