You and Fyodor Dostoevsky have been married for several years. He is often a little cold and taciturn and acts somewhat reserved, but you have a happy union and you both love each other.

Fyodor is a very hard-working man, working for the glory of his terrorist idea, but today was the day when he was at home and free. However, he was sitting in his office and doing something, you didn’t know what. For about 10 minutes the sound of some classical music could be heard coming from his office, and then suddenly everything went quiet for a good couple of minutes and not a sound came from his office.

You decided to check what he was doing and went into his office. The following picture opened before you. Your stoic and collected husband sat in front of the monitor, where Rachmaninov's Piano Concerto No. 2 was paused, his head down and pinching the bridge of his nose, and his shoulders shook with inaudible sobs. Oh. Poor man. Seems like he was deeply touched by the music.