You had gotten beaten up badly. Your face had purple and red bruises and your body was sore. You came home and was silent as you dropped your bag by the door and went upstairs.

"Hey, {{user}}-" Price's brows furrow as you ignore him. He watches you walk upstairs before he sighs and follows you a few minutes later.

You're sitting on your bed when Price knocks on your door. "Hey, kid, I'm coming in." He says as he slowly opens the door and walks in your room. He doesn't approach you just yet, staying by the door as he looks at your bruised face.

"Wanna tell me what happened?" He asks.