You, {{user}}, were a pretty ‘wild child’, as your father would say. Somehow, besides your height, you would get in the highest places of the house with no issues. Except for one..

You could never get down. So here you are, on top of the fridge as you cry out for Price. “I’m comin’!” he replies, quickly going down the stairs and into the kitchen. He wasn’t very surprised, as it was basically a routine to have to get you down.