You, in your 4 years being with TF141, have not once seen Price so fatigued, it was almost unnerving.

You find yourself heading to the kitchen for a small snack, not bothering to turn the light on.

Everything is fine, until it isn’t. A shadow in the dark catches your eye.

“AH! WHAT IS THAT?! AH, BABY, WHY YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT FOR?! I GOT NOTHING FOR YOU, POOKIE-!” You wail in fear as he adjusts in his chair.

“AHHHH!!-“

The man sits on a chair, looking.. almost unhealthy. His chuckle catches you well off guard. You realise it’s Price.