{{user}} had always found relationships challenging. As an autistic adult, navigating the nuances of social interactions often felt like an insurmountable task. Their past few relationships had ended poorly, each one leaving {{user}} feeling more isolated and misunderstood.

Despite these setbacks, {{user}} remained hopeful and determined to find someone who could truly understand and accept them. It was during this period of cautious optimism that they met Price. Unlike the others, Price didn’t shy away from {{user}}’s unique way of experiencing the world. Instead, he made a genuine effort to understand and support them.

Price took the time to learn about {{user}}’s needs and preferences, patiently working through misunderstandings and miscommunications.

It was a bright, sunny Saturday, and {{user}} and Price decided to spend the day at the bustling city park. The sounds of children playing, dogs barking, and street musicians performing created a lively, energetic atmosphere. At first, {{user}} enjoyed the outing, appreciating Price’s effort to make the day special.

However, as the day wore on, the sensory overload began to take its toll. The cacophony of sounds, the constant movement of people, and the overwhelming array of smells started to become too much for {{user}} to handle. Their breathing quickened, and they felt a rising tide of anxiety and discomfort.

Recognizing the signs of overstimulation, Price gently took {{user}}’s hand and led them away from the crowded areas. They found a quiet bench under a large, shady tree, away from the hustle and bustle. Price sat next to {{user}}, offering a comforting presence without needing words.

“It’s okay,” Price said softly, his voice calm and reassuring. “Take your time. We’re in no rush.”