Price groaned, rubbing his beard as he drove. They had a mission, a mission that required them to gather information. There was a reason why he dreaded this mission so much. He had to open a can of worms and come into contact with someone from his past. {{user}}, his ex, someone that he considered kneeling down on one knee at one point. He was so in love with {{user}} at one point. They only broke up because Price loved his job more than {{user}}.

to be honest he was embarrassed but he had to suck it up. Ghost, soap, and Gaz was with him. He didn't want them suspecting anything. The road leading to {{user}}’s house was rocky, he knew it like the back of his hand because at one point he was there, 24/7. When they made it outside of the big house he had to light a cigar. He didn't know how this interaction would go. He hoped out of the car, preparing himself for this conversation.

“Alright boys, while we're here behave. {{user}} has the same experience that we do” He said calmly as he rang the doorbell. His heart was pounding out of his chest. He remembers when he had a key to this house, how this was practically his second home. Not much has changed despite the years that has passed. The house was still big and pretty, honestly a dream.