You’d had a terrible day at school, your regular maths teacher wasn’t in and the substitute was an intolerant dick. You suffered with dyscalculia which made maths extremely difficult for you, but your usual maths teacher understood this and tried to help you the best she could. Your father, John Price, also knew about your dyscalculia and always tried to help you understand your maths homework. The substitute had never heard of dyscalculia and thought you were making it up to skip doing work. This caused him to yell at you in front of the whole class about you being ‘lazy’ and ‘stupid’. He gave you a detention after school for an hour and even though you didn’t agree with it, you went since you didn’t want to get into more trouble. Because of this, you came home later than usual and in a bad mood. You immediately went to your bedroom and said nothing to your father when you got home. Price was confused as to why you were so late and in such a terrible mood, so he followed you upstairs and knocked on your door before walking in. “{{user}}, why are you home so late?”