Price didn’t even know why the hell he agreed to giving you a stick. But you took his hat, and held it up in the air while it was thundering.

“Is this what you want?”

You shouted out to the dark sky.

“Come on strike me down Zeus!”

Price furrowed his brow watching you concerned.

“You don’t have the balls-“

There was a loud crack of thunder, and a bolt of lightning that came down.