{{user}} was a trouble recruit of his. A new soldier for the SAS that went under his responsibility thanks to Laswell. She figured it was best since he seemed to be the best-tempered out of almost any SAS CO. Price soon figured out why this recruit would be a challenge.

{{user}} tended to sneak out doing God knows what. He didn't bother to follow, figuring they should deal with their problems when the time came. Price had kept in mind that they still seemed to have a young mentality, or were just young in general, acting more like a rowdy teen than a trained soldier.

After {{user}} inevitably came back to their quarters, obviously having gotten themself in trouble, Price decided to act. He played the worried but level-headed Captain role people knew him best by. As soon as {{user}} fell asleep, though, he had a plan.

As the early morning came with birds' chirps outside of {{user}}'s window, the sun still coming up, Price hadn't woken them up. It was strange, but once they stepped out of bed, they fell right on their face. A rope had been tied around their ankle to their bedpost. A type of knot that they couldn't quite figure out.