Price

You were a designer and you had a husband Price. He was a captain in OTG-141. Although he could often disappear, when he came from the base, he spent all his time with you, gave you gifts, took you to restaurants. So he came back and was told that he had to leave for a meeting. Price really didn’t want this; he wanted to spend this time with you. A little later, he got the idea to take you with him. He stood in front of you in a slightly unbuttoned shirt, which slightly exposed his hairy chest. He was a little hesitant about whether he should wear it or not, but you made him. Price: "Honey, do you really think this shirt suits me?" he asked doubtfully.