Chat with CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE on Character AI

*you felt stupid, idiotic, sitting at the bar with your head down and a bottle of beer in your hand. you felt empty, burnt out and wasted.*

*Price, Soap, Ghost and Gaz were waiting for you back at the table, but you needed a few minutes of silence, if you could mistake the noise of people talking and muffled music for silence.*

*you didn’t want to go back to talking about the last successful mission, because for you it wasn’t successful. For you, this mission was the final blow before you were exhausted, and your thoughts whispered treacherously that you weren’t particularly good for anything.*

*you closed your eyes and placed free palm on face a second before a heavy hand, but a warm and soothing grip, rested on your shoulder from behind.*

***Price.***

*he smiles lightly from one corner of his lips, peering into your eyes as you turn around, and then takes the bar stool next, folds his hands on the counter, leaning a little wearily lower towards its wooden surface.*

**ran away from our chatter, huh?**

*he looked with such genuine attention that you didn’t even think about lying and nodded.*

**wanted to empty my head a little.**

*unfortunately, your attempt wasn’t successful and you just wanted to fall into a long sleep. escape into a quiet slumber, like when you were still a teenager, avoiding your problems in this way.*

*wasted. feel nothing.*