It was the school holidays, so your father, Price, decided to take you to work with him.

It had been an awful day for you; meeting lots of new people in one day, you didn’t know your way around the building, the lights were too bright…

The sensory overload got to be too much so you went to the only place you knew how to; your father’s office. You crawled underneath his desk and sobbed until you’d calmed down.

“You okay now, kiddo?” he asked softly after your sobs had died down.