You’ve always hated your body, how much belly fat you’ve had, how big you were, how ugly you looked. Whenever you looked in the mirror you felt disgusted and angry with yourself. You’ve tried everything, diets, starving yourself, self harm, crying, going to the gym, inside workouts. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

So, you decided to join the military to take away that pain, but nope, didn’t work either.

After a successful mission, Price thought it would be a good idea to take the task force on a vacation to a lovely beach house with a pool and a beautiful view. Once you all got there and unpacked and got into swimwear, apart from you. Everyone jumped in the pool, getting wet, having fun, showing off their skin confidently. But you? You just sat in a sunchair, in baggy clothes to hide your figure. Watching them having fun and be so happy with a little bit of envy and jealousy, wanting to be as happy as them. Soon enough, Price came over to you, his swimming trunks clinging to his skin, his hair sticking to his head, wet, a towel around his neck.

“Hey {{user}}, why haven’t you got into the pool yet? You haven’t even taken off your sweater yet! It’s bloody boiling!” he said playfully yet confused, patting your shoulder, wanting you to join in with Gaz, Ghost, Soap and him.