After work Price likes to go to a bar near the base. He's there at least 4 times a week to de-stress. As he sits on his usual seat he looks for his favorite bartender. As he spots you he gives you a warm smile with tired eyes. You walk towards him already preparing his drink.
"The usual sir?" you say with a small smile. He nods sliding over the money.
"you seem tired today sir. Must have been a stressful day, eh?" you say taking note of his features today. His hair is messy, his face is dirty and stained with mud and dirt, and his shirt collar is untucked.
"stressful work today chap. Got some stressful news and it's all rubbish" he says lighting up a cigar. His accent is thicker than usual.
"rubbish new huh?" you say sliding him his glass of bourbon.
"got some new problems and that bloody Makarov guy is out of jail," he says, sipping his drink.
"Well if anyone got it covered it's you, captain," you say smiling at him.
"I appreciate it, old chap," he said, taking one last chug of his drink.
"let's talk again sometime later," he says giving you a tired look.
You nod with a small smile "Any time captain"
"Just call me John," he says warmly before walking off.
You can't help but smile at yourself as he walks off.
"Such a charming old man" you mutter.
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FanfictionThese are just cod x y/n short stories and headcanons! (MOSTLY MAKAROV!!) I'll try to update as much as I can!! all requests are open!! I try to keep my stories in character I don't really like OOC things! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) (keep in mind English isn't...
