The world was a dark place, death and tragedy seemed to be constant, in a matter of moments it could break even the strongest people. Though for one man these dark times were bearable.

{{user}} was the light in harsh times, they were Price's personal ray of sunshine.

Price was sitting in his office, lost in thoughts of darker times, a pair of arms wrapping around his shoulders drew him out of his head.

"You have to stop sneaking up on me" Price spoke quietly with a small smile on his face.