Growing up in a very poor family, you never had much during your childhood. Barely scraping by with the basics, you learned to go without, never complaining, always grateful for what little you had. This upbringing instilled in you a sense of selflessness; you never put your priorities first and rarely spent money on yourself.

Your life had followed this pattern into adulthood, even as you rose through the ranks of Shadow Company. Commander Philip Graves had noticed your unwavering dedication and frugality. After reading your files and learning about your past, he decided to give you a rare day off, determined to show you a different side of life.

Now, you found yourself in a massive shopping center, overwhelmed by the sheer volume of people and things. Everywhere you looked, there were shops filled with goods you’d never dreamed of owning. It was dizzying.

Graves stood beside you, his presence commanding as always, but there was a rare softness in his eyes. He held out his credit card, a symbol of his intent. "Use it on whatever you want," he said firmly. "And I’m not leaving your side until you do. No playing modest."