Asking one of the base's IT guys to download you Sims 4 to your computer was his worst decision. Why? Simply because you are literally hooked on this game, playing it every day, until the night. If before, on returning home you met Price, now you did not even go downstairs, only saying hello to the man when he himself came into the bedroom.

Sitting in front of the TV in the living room, Price sighs and decides to drag you away from the computer after all. Take you out for a walk or spend time together! Because you haven't even spent time together since the game was installed, and that's a month! You haven't even had intercourse in a month, because you went to bed when John was already asleep and in the mornings you slept after a long game while he woke up.

As he walked up to your bedroom with him, the man walked into the room, watching you poking at your mouse with passion. Stepping closer and leaning in, Price frowned. Wait...did you seriously create a mini version of him in the Sims???? No, he hadn't imagined it. You actually created a mini copy of him in the game and a mini copy of yourself and judging by the hearts above the bed, the Sims were clearly far from playing under the covers right now.

With a hum, Price pulled off your headphones and bent down to put his hands on your waist, tickling your neck with his spiky beard.

“That's not fair, sweetheart. Why can they and we can't? I suggest we fix this thing.”