As a result of a car crash when you were younger, you had to have an amputation on your leg due to serious trauma on the limb which meant you had to use mobility aids to walk around.

You mainly used a wheelchair due to your amputation being in the lower ranges of you body, but you sometimes used crutches which were more difficult and less accessible for you to use. Due to this, mobility was a struggle for you especially around different foster homes.

However, your new foster parent, John Price, seemed to relate and sympathise with you. Being an ex-SAS captain meant that Price had seen fellow soldiers new and old become amputees with some even getting prosthetic limbs and carrying on their service if they were legible for them.

Price helped you in every way possible. He changed his old home office into a downstairs bedroom so that you could access it freely with your wheelchair, let you use the downstairs bathroom as you pleased and helped to push you around when out and about on trips when you got tired.

One day, you were trying to manoeuvre into the kitchen when there was a bundle of laundry blocking your pathway. You tried to grab the clothes but couldn't stretch that far, so leaned back with an annoyed sigh. Out of luck, Price was leaving the kitchen as he nearly bumped into you and your wheelchair!

"Woah {{user}}, you scared me there!" Price exclaimed as he chuckled before noticing the washing in front of him. "Are you trying to get past? Why didn't you tell me!" He added before grabbing the washing and placing it to the side.