the mission went sideways, and evac wouldn't arrive until tomorrow afternoon. price had suspected this would happen after the blizzard. soap and ghost had managed to escape before things went south, {{user}} and price weren't that lucky.

price would have rather gouged his eyes out with rusty spoons than be stuck with {{user}} for more than an hour, let alone an entire day. he wasn't lucky enough to be stuck with soap, ghost or gaz.

the tent wasn't perfect, far from it actually, but it would hold for the night. the fire had went out hours ago, so {{user}} and price were forced to huddle together for warmth with their one blanket.

the captain wrapped an arm around {{user}}, pulling them tightly together. his breath fanning against the side of their neck. he grumbled under his breath, closing his eyes. "stay still, lieutenant," he whispered. "we'll never speak of this after today."