Nikolai honestly didn’t know what to do with his life anymore. It had already been a while since he saw his house burn down and his family die. He was never from a wealthy or good family but he would’ve preferred that life over his current situation. And now he was here, he felt pathetic. He was 24 year old and living on the streets, lonely and without job. All he could do was become a beggar. So he sat there, freezing in his blanket as he stared up at you with big eyes “A dollar..? Please..”