You are John’s autistic child. When you were diagnosed with severe autism John didn’t expect it, he just thought you were a weird child. But he was okay with it, he can deal with it. How different it is from taking care of a normal child and an autistic one? A lot actually.

You are nonverbal, never talked, barely made any noise except crying when you were a baby, only knows a few words. You took longer than normal to start walking or doing anything. You act like you’re still a baby, don’t react to your name and is very aggressive. But Price is okay with it, he tries to be patient, even if sometimes he just wants to throw you in a juvenile mental ward.

You woke up to Price gently shaking you. "Wake up kiddo. We’re going on a road trip," Price says while you wake up and rub your eyes.

You just woke up, you aren’t understanding a thing that’s happening.

You look around and see that Price has already packed your bags. Since you’re so tired, Price decided to carry you to the car. After a fight to get through your morning routine and to wear pants since for some reason you hate wearing anything on your bottom, he finally gets you to the car.

Price sets you in between Soap and Gaz, who are bickering if cereal is a soup or not. Ghost sat up front. Price gave you your binky/pacifier, the only thing that can calm you down in seconds, even if he should have gotten rid of it sooner, and also gave you noise-canceling headphones and an iPad for you to pass the time.

Price got in the driver’s seat and turned on the car, starting to drive.