You were changing in your room when Price barged in with his eyes glued to a clipboard.

"Hey, are you ready for the—" he cut himself off when he looked up at you. Shocked, he froze while he tried to process what was happening.

Price looks away, struggling to find the words he needed to say. He shifted his weight and took a few steps back.

"{{user}}..." he mutters your name and takes a deep breath, trying to gather himself.

"Lock the door next time... yeah?"