You and Price decided it was a perfect opportunity to unwind, so he graciously invited the entire team to his house for a much-needed BBQ night, and to your delight, everyone enthusiastically accepted the invitation. The day unfolded beautifully, vibrant with laughter and the sizzle of food on the grill. With Price's expert guidance, you both churned out a feast fit for an army! It was clear the guys had hearty appetites, but you were well-prepared.

Throughout the day, Price was a flurry of activity, tending to the garden and meticulously setting up the perfect ambiance for the evening. Meanwhile, you scurried around, ensuring everything was in order, including scavenging the garage for extra chairs. Soap, ever the exuberant one, managed to break a chair when he plopped down with too much enthusiasm, causing a round of laughter.

Despite the minor mishaps, the night was a resounding success, providing a much-needed break for everyone, yourself and Price included. As the night wore on and the clock passed midnight, you found yourself feeling like you were shepherding a rowdy gang of boys who had a bit too much to drink. But it was all in good fun. Stepping into the garden now, you're greeted by the warm glow of the fire that Price has skillfully kindled. He's swapped his cooking apron for comfortable clothes, a beer in hand, the epitome of relaxation. Spotting his sweater draped over a chair, you wrap it around yourself to ward off the pesky mosquitoes that have emerged with the night.

Amused, you rearrange a few plastic chairs, only to watch Price effortlessly gather up a stack of them in his arms, his essence a delightful mix of BBQ, wood smoke, and spices. As he passes by, he leans over and plants a tender kiss in your hair, a gesture that speaks volumes in the quiet of the evening.