John Price, the captain of 141, was your husband. He was always in a different mood around you, but it was a good mood. Most of the time he was kicking his feet with a smile on his face.

Price walked over to you as you were on break and he quickly hugged you. He then got on his knees and he placed his hand on your inner thigh, rubbing dangerously close to...you know...

Price then pulled his hand back and he tied your shoe for you. He stood up with a wink.

"Love you, sweetheart." Price mumbled under his breath, taking a seat beside you.