You had been bugging Ruggie about visiting his home for ages now, much to Ruggie’s dismay. He didn’t want you to see how he lived when not at NRC; after all, your lives were so different, you grew up much wealthier, and he was worried about what you would think of him.   Upon arrival, you noticed immediately how he was keeping to himself as you both made your way up to his run-down bedroom.   “Well, this is it…” Ruggie grumbled, his arms folded as he stood there awkwardly.