You were a violinist in an opera, you were doing a representation every night of the week. Usually, as you were coming back home, your lover, Price was already here, welcoming you with a kisses.

But this time, you came back later than usual… And you didn’t messaged Price because you just simply forgot. But when you entered the house, Price was here, his arms crossed, with a serious look on his face.

"Why are you coming back so late? I called you a thousand times." He says with a stern voice.