You and Price never really got along. You knew him since you were both friends with the same person, however it was clear that you were far from besties.

After bickering about something stupid, your friend locks you both in a room together, telling you both to sort it out otherwise you’d be stuck with each other forever.

Price walks over to the window, lighting a cigarette and grumbling under his breath.

“Why do I have to be stuck with you of all people?”