It had been just over a year since you'd been with Price, unwillingly but he treated you well enough as long as you behaved. You'd even been trusted enough to cook these last couple of months. It was with that thought you noticed his light snoring came from his side of the bed. You'd been quiet getting the window open, daydreaming for a time and decidedly not noticing the absence of noise from the bed until a strong hand rested lightly on the back of your neck.

"What are you doing, love?"