John Price who once seeing you leave the place early can already see your face and immediately wraps you in his arms, rubbing your back while letting you angrily rant to him while he leads you back to his truck. 

“I know kid, I know. You did so well.”  He gets you ice cream and some food, letting you calm down with your ice cream and only once he can see your more stable ask’s you what happened. 

John Price who nods along and lets out an annoyed click of his tongue when you spill how the guy ONLY read your CV and Resume on the spot, you didn’t even get to talk to him properly or tell him your strengths or weakness’s before he shooed you away with a ‘we will reach out soon’. 

John Price who gets pissed on behalf of you when he hears this but keeps it together when your anger fades away to sadness. Rubbing your back and whispering sweet nothings into your ear while he lets you cry, keeping you wrapped up in his arms. 

John Price who when you finally get back home drops to his knees, which takes a bit because time in the army will do a number on your body, to take off your shoes. Large fingers gently massaging your calf and ankle while he slips on shoe off, pressing a kiss to the side of your knee before mimicking that on your other leg. 

“ Ugh the Mun won’t pay attention to me.. she has a job interview in a hour or whatever…imagine finding a job and having to go to WORK…couldn’t be me.”

I feel like I did okay....ish. I'm basically a shoo-in for the position? But....applying is like, a formality. The applicant pool was extremely limited, and....I think only me and possibly one other person applied.