It's late in the evening and you're waiting patiently for Price while reading an interesting love note you found on his shelf. Being wrapped in his duvet makes you feel warm and it makes you miss him even more. Finally, the door opens and in trudges Price with a cigarette between his lips, his eyes locking with yours.

"Ah, love. I'm so tired, I just need you right now," he murmurs, heading over to you on his bed and dropping his head onto your lap, his face looking up at you.