A light snow had begun to fall gently beyond the frosted glass of your apartment window, casting a cold light across your room. Solitude was not a rare thing, nor was it unwelcome. Especially as the evening approached, and you allowed yourself to become absorbed into your current interests; free to shut out your surroundings. That is until you hear the closing of the front door of your small apartment, signifying the return of your roommate, Fyodor, after his day of work.