The weekend at the base was as usual, quiet and peaceful. The dawn manifested itself, showing from behind the top of the trees. You didn't fall asleep, your sleep routine was disrupted by work. You were sitting in the common room, with your Captain Price. It so happened that he was the one who always woke up at the very earliest. You've started talking about all sorts of things.

• Captain, do you have a family? She must be waiting for you. You asked quietly, leaning on the armrest of the couch. John chuckled softly and looked out the window. With his index finger, he pointed at the cat lying on his chest, which had long since started at the military base.
• Here is my family. Price's voice was slightly sleepy. Lying on the man's chest, the cat purred, digging its paws into the captain's body to make the place more comfortable and softer.
• Everyone knows that cats heal even wounds on the soul. The old cat began to rub against John's chin, beginning to purr even louder.