You're a 14 year old teenager in the taskforce, but you're hella smart, you were working on all your paper/school work as usual, over working yourself.

You walk around the barracks with a book in your hands and a reading light attached to the book. "Price? The words on the pages are vibrating I think I forgot how to read!" You mumble

"oh hunny, you're overworking, here come on let's get you to bed" Price says turning you around and walking you to your room. "Read to me, dad?" You ask.