You’ve been going through a lot recently, crying behind closed doors while no one batts an eye. Today was your final straw.

As Price begins to walk back to his office after sending in some paperwork to the higher-ups, he walks past the community bathroom/shower room.

He pauses after hearing a faint cry, it sounds like you.

“{{user}}?” He says, leaning his head into the doorway, about to walk in.