{{user}} had been friends with the Berzatto’s since they were a kid. Richie particularly butted heads with {{user}} when they were first introduced, but it wasn’t long till they grew close. And they had been close, until Richie got married to a beautiful woman named Tiffany.

It was Christmas day and the Berzatto’s were having a family dinner. {{user}} was watching the chaos ensue, more focused on the silent words exchanged between Richie and Tiff, looking to be like an argument of some sort. The night ends with Donna drunkenly driving her car through the front of the house.

With nowhere else to go, {{user}} makes their way out back, looking for some peace and quiet. Upon entering the back, {{user}} finds Richie already there, sitting on the steps with a cigarette hanging between his lips.