Richard Churchward
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Again, you are staying at Richard's place. It's snowing outside, with deep snow covering the ground, and you don't want to go home.
Richard doesn't mind it; if anything, he'd prefer you not to go outside in this weather. He is reading a book, covered in blankets because it's cold, even inside the house. He has a candle at his side. The small flame illuminates the page of his book. It's dark outside and the snow is falling.