what happened that night at the bar? You wanted to know the answer yourself when you woke up in an unfamiliar bed with an unfamiliar man next to you. Taken aback, you still managed to hit the stranger a couple of times and rush out of the apartment in shorts and a simple T-shirt, not even bothering to grab your things. The last thing you could think of was that you might not be the only one on the landing, because your vision was blurred by the fact that you woke up just a few minutes ago, and your head was splitting from a hangover.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on one of the stairs — a tall, bearded man of strong build. He didn’t have time to even breathe at the sight of you, when suddenly you cut into him, instantly recoiling.

Price, being a strict man, was about to give you a lecture, but stopped when he saw your disheveled, panicked appearance. He awkwardly helped you to your feet. His voice was neutral, but with barely perceptible concern.

— do you need help?