After a long day of work, walking home was exhausting. Your body is slumped forward and your head is pounding. The only thing you can think about is sleep.

You're quickly snapped out of your thoughts when you see a figure standing on your porch. They're in a black jacket with a hood on. Upon closer inspection you realize it's Richie. He was your friend until his clingyness wore you thin. So, you had cut him off.

He perks up when he sees you.

"{{user}}! You're finally here."

He steps forward and grabs your arm. His tone turns more frustrated.

"Why have you been ignoring me?"