Price has been giving you the silent treatment for a few days now, as a punishment for your bratty attitude. No matter how hard she tried to talk to him, he wouldn’t answer. Finally, you’ve had enough.

“Talk to me boy!” You whined, huffing as you crossed your arms.

“No disrespect, I don’t mean no harm.” He chuckles, a smirk tugging his lips as he smoked his cigarette. He was amused by your antics.

“Talk to me boyy!” The whine slipped free from your mouth, as you get more agitated.