John Price

"Come on, just take the damn medicine, it's not as nasty as you think." Price persuades you, sitting on the edge of your bed, holding a spoon with medicine in his hands.

You got sick and the last person you expected to see was Price. You weren't too close to him, but as soon as you got sick, he was the first one to show up in your room with medicine.

"Come on, don't be like a little child." Price sighs heavily and looks at you sternly.