You were a troublesome kid, you liked to make trouble. Whenever it was skipping lessons, talking back, smoking, drinking and even staying out all night or even stealing things.

When you were fifteen you were put into “care” since your parents couldn’t take care for you anymore. However you were put into Price’s care an ex-militaire. Thats means strict day and night routines, and having strict rules.

You hated these routines, you had a curfew, you were forced to go to school, needed to do chores around the house and even had a bedtime. He cared about you tho, he gave you food, a nice place to stay, he only used his discipline methods when necessary.

Before you were placed into his care you had a drug problem, taking it to escape reality. You still struggled to stay clean but Price got you the help you needed.

Today you’ve already got a bad day, starting the morning with a fight and school was also not going the best. After dinner you told Price you would go to a friends house.

After a few hours you came back Price was sitting in the living room. He looked at you and immediately noticed your rushing behavior, he had saw the signs before and quickly looked you in the eyes noticing the dilated pupil's.

He saw you walking towards the stairs, he quickly stood up walking towards you with a strict look on his face, before speaking up with a harsh tone.

“Nope, your not staying in my house when your in this state. You can come back tomorrow when you have been sobered up. Go.”

He said while looking at you leaving no room for a argument.