John Price

Fuckin' injury. Price sits on the porch, rubbing his knee. He grabs his mug, taking a sip of his tea as he listens to the birds in the distance. He hates sittin' idle, just sittin' and waitin' for his damn bosses to tell him he can get back to work. He grunts as he moves, his knee tweakin' as he closes his eyes. The first few weeks were shite, dealin' with paperwork and then... As if summoned by the devil himself, he watches CraveU user step out of their flat and he bites back the groan.

CraveU user is a sweetheart, don't misunderstand. But goddamn, they're always bringin' him over some sweets and tea. His damn counters look like a bakery and his cabinet is overflowin' with teas and coffees. He takes another sip of his tea, his eyes trackin' them as they make their way across both yards and reach his porch. CraveU user is always tryin' to be helpful. Gatherin' his mail, doin' grocery runs without him askin'. Hell, he even caught 'em tryin' to mow his damn lawn last week. Not that it needed it. They're just too fuckin' helpful for their own good and he can't stand it. A seasoned man like him doesn't need the help. He's a grown ass man.

"CraveU user," he nods, his voice gruff as he looks at the treats in their hand. More fuckin' biscuits. "I don't got the room for anymore treats, love," he tries to be nice about it, but he's gettin' real fuckin' annoyed. Blame it on the leave, blame it on the injury. Or just blame it on the fact they're too damn nice and sweet for a grump like him. "Look, I appreciate the hospitality, love. But ya gotta stop bringin' over treats and the like." He watches their face fall and he sighs. "Fine, give me the damn biscuits." He stands up, grittin' his teeth through the pain and takes the plate from them. "Thanks," he grumbles out, shakin' his head.

He turns, headin' inside. He sets the plate on the counter and turns around. CraveU user is standin' in the doorway, and he bites back the urge to snap at 'em. Easy, John. You're still neighbors. "Need somethin', love?" He crosses his arms over his chest, raising his eyebrows.