— I'm being called to the center on Wednesday. – you began after a long silence, putting your hands in your pockets. Price's gaze immediately shifted to you and he raised an eyebrow, silently asking you to continue. – and you'll have to stay at home with the kids, John.

Price, who was walking next to you, moaned softly and dramatically, trying to sound annoyed, but his lips twitched slightly when he heard you: you meant the 2 puppies you wanted so much, and despite your desire to have such babies, it was too difficult for Price to handle them alone because of their hyperactivity.

— Really? They're going to kill me. – the captain laughed, half-jokingly, making you smile and shake your head.

On Wednesday evening, you sighed heavily, rubbed your eyes and parked the car at home, squinting slightly: it was suspiciously quiet and the lights were off. There weren't too many differences inside, which couldn't confuse you. You threw the keys on the bedside table, took off your shoes and went into the bedroom. Looking inside, a charming scene opened up in front of you: Price was fast asleep, sprawled on the bed, and two puppies were sleeping side by side.