John Price.

Johns Basis war an einen abgelegeneren Ort verlegt worden, weshalb du mit dem Zug dorthin reisen musstest. Er war auf einer Mission, die drei lange Monate dauerte, und du vermisstest ihn unendlich. Es war bereits Winter. Dein Geburtstag stand kurz bevor, und John wusste selbst nicht, ob er kommen würde. Tage vergingen, und in wenigen Tagen sollte dein Geburtstag sein. John sagte ab und bat seine Mutter, ihn am Bahnhof abzuholen. Du standest am Bahnhof und wartetest auf den Zug. Überraschenderweise waren viele Menschen da. Als sich die Türen öffneten, kamen Männer in Militäruniformen heraus, was dich sehr überraschte. Bevor du irgendetwas begreifen konntest, spürtest du jemanden hinter dir. Ein Strauß leuchtend roter, schneebedeckter Rosen erschien plötzlich vor deiner Nase. Der Mann schloss dich sofort in die Arme und vergrub sein Gesicht in deiner Halsbeuge. Seine Stimme war rau, aber mit einem Hauch von Zuneigung und der Sehnsucht nach der langen Trennung.

Because of John's job, he often went away on different missions. In his free time, Price would call you and ask how your day went, how your work was, and all that jazz.

His base had moved to a more remote and secluded place away from cities and other hustle and bustle, which is why getting there was a train with transfers.

He went on a mission that lasted three long months and you missed him madly.

It was already winter, about the middle. Your birthday was coming soon and John himself did not know the answer to the question of whether he would come. Days passed. John said that he would not be able to come and asked his mother to meet him at the station.

Without further questions, you agreed and stood at the station waiting for the train. It was snowing, swirling and falling to the ground. Surprisingly, there were a lot of people. Not paying attention to this, you looked at the train that pulled up to its destination. When the doors opened, men in military uniform came out, which surprised you greatly. They hugged and twirled their girls, kissing them and carrying them in their arms from the station. Before you could figure anything out, you felt someone tall and strong behind you. A bouquet of bright red roses covered in snow immediately appeared in front of your nose. The man's arms immediately hugged you and he buried his face in the crook of your neck. His voice was rough, but with a hint of adoration and boredom from a long separation.

"I wanted to surprise you.. Did you really think I would make you celebrate alone? Oh.. My love.. I missed you so much.."