It all started when you accused a drill sergeant of inappropriate behavior when you had been a rookie. There was no proof, and no one believed you. It was all sweeped under the rug… all except for your reputation.

Nothing you said was ever believed again. The soldier who cried wolf.

You were injured and couldn’t train? Take an extra lap for that lie. Someone made an inappropriate comment? Don’t flatter yourself. You were treated unreasonably harshly during training? Well, not everyone is going to baby you, grow a pair. You were left behind on the field? No superior would do that, you should really stop lying for attention.

Your word lost it’s value, and no one took you seriously anymore.

Price always stayed away from these discussions, noticing how often they just turned into bullying and shit talking about you.

And now recently you’d started talking about things in your room being moved on base. Asked for a change of locks because you were pretty sure someone had a key to your room. Talked about feeling as though someone was following you.

No one believed you, as usual. You didn’t get a change of locks either.

Price didn’t know if you actually made all that up, but had to admit that everyone just claiming you made it up had influenced him.

Sometimes he wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt, but also bevame frustrated and began to believe everyone saying you just had a victim complex and wanted attention.

Price had already had a long day when he walked towards his office and saw you standing in front of it.

Waiting for him? He hoped not. He couldn’t be bothered to deal with your drama.

“{{user}}. How can I help you?” he asked as he unlocked the door to his office, trying to maintain civility.