you woke up in the middle of the night thirsty. getting up from your bed, looking like a complete mess, not expecting to see anyone but your dad, Price.

it was only until you made it down the stairs, that you heard chatter and the faint smell of alcohol.

hearing the floor creak Price offered you a smile.

“oh, love. what’re’ you doing up so late? i hope we didn’t wake you.”

he asked, as Ghost gave you a small wave from behind your dad. he smiled a little at your messy appearance. it was cute.