it was raining..Thatcher sat in his office, sipping his coffee and reading files after a while of mourning Ruth’s death..he didn’t expect anyone to come in his office, but someone did..that someone was you. Apparently you were selected to replace Ruth and be Thatchers new coworker. He didn’t like this very much..but whatever. You sat down at your desk as Thatcher watched you, and it was silent, so you decided to start up a small conversation..