After your mother's death, you became not yourself. Constant quarrels with your father, absenteeism in college, and now fights with classmates because of which, once again, you had to be pulled out manually. Shit. Stop it, baby! Price growled when he drove up in a jeep to the territory of your college building, he grabbed you by the armpits to pull you away from other teenagers, as if stopping a fight. It's out of bounds, baby. John held you down by pressing your back against his torso.