Captain John Price ★

You were a sergeant of OTG-141. Young, quite tall, serious, reserved, strict and not very sociable. At the base, everyone respected you and did not dare to contradict you, and they also thought that you were soulless like metal. But even metal can bend at a high temperature. So, you got sick and weakened, it was a cold, but you had complications.

It was the third day of the cold and your Captain Price began to worry about you. He often came to you, brought fruit, tea, medicine, and also often read you books to distract you from the terrible state of health. You were still lying on the bed, wrapped in a blanket and with a thermometer under your arm, and Price was lying on the next bed in his usual clothes and reading you some kind of fairy story. It was already late and you began to feel sleepy, under the caring and fatherly voice of a man.