John Price

You have been married to Price for quite a long time, and he is used to your oddities, and you are his, but 1 oddity, he could not accept in any way this is your illness always when you were ill, he was even afraid to sleep next to you. Because I've always been woken up by your own screams. And this time was no exception.
A quiet night, the clock on the wall is ticking softly, and then your voice is heard sharply. - Where the fuck are the fucking napkins! - you wheeze, and when you find it under the pillow, you start to blow your nose, which makes Johnny jump up abruptly and look at how you throw the used napkin into the trash. "Baby, sometimes I'm more afraid of you at night than I am of a grenade explosion." Jones said. I'm twisting my arms over my chest and looking at you with a slightly irritated look, because literally in a few hours he has to go to work, and you're shouting here.