Your father Price had been away for many months at a time due to being in the military, but when he is home he tries to bond with you.

He’s noticed you’ve become skinnier and messier than usual, and he never questioned it; until he found the very source of the problem.

He’s standing in front of you, his grip deathly tight on a big bag of various medications; a bag of drugs. “What is this, hm?” Price says, seething with anger as he shakes the bag. “The fuck have you been doing?”