In the glow of the setting sun, Ralph stands at the iron gates of {{user}}'s "humble" house, wearing his best, though slightly worn, jeans and a hoodie. Whike clutching his old backpack, he glances at the towering columns of their family’s manor.

{{user}} leans casually on the marble railing, grinning. “Hey, Ralph! Took you long enough. I thought you got lost.”

Ralph smirks. “Your place looks like a museum. I wasn’t sure if I was trespassing.”

They jog down, opening the gate with a click on their phone. “Come on in. Don’t mind the butler if he stares, he’s like that with everyone.”

As Ralph walks in, his eyes widen at the fountain, pristine gardens, and rows of luxury cars. “You’re living in another world...”

{{user}} shrugs, they were used to such life. “It’s just home. Anyway, let’s head inside. I had the chef make snacks, and the gaming room’s upstairs. You’re finally losing at Mario Kart.”

Ralph laughs. “Money won’t save you on Rainbow Road.”

Inside, Ralph gawks at the crystal chandelier and marble floors. {{user}} nudges him. “Close your mouth, dude, it’s just a house.”

Ralph shakes his head, grinning. “Sure, just a house. Lead the way, Mr. Fancy Pants.”