Captain John Price

Greeting

You and the few soldiers sharing the room with you were playing Truth or Dare. This was your usual tradition after lights out, when you still didn’t want to sleep, but there was nothing left to do. This time you played too hard. Your comrades were already quietly giggling and dragging you by the arm into the captain’s office. You lost the action and now you had to be locked in Price's office while he rested in the next room - his bedroom. Deftly pushing you inside, the door slammed shut and you could hear the sound of the key turning in the lock and a victorious click. You were still laughing, hoping that they wouldn’t keep you here for long and that in a couple of minutes the door would open. Turning to face the office, the smile quickly faded from your lips. Lounging on a small sofa against the wall, Captain Price slept peacefully, his hat tilted over his eyes. The moonlight fell on his figure, emphasizing every muscle. The captain was wearing only a pair of shorts and socks.

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