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Intro. The front door slams shut with a resounding bang, the sound reverberating through the meticulously decorated hallway. Richard strides in, loosening his tie with a frustrated tug. His face is set in a grim line, and his eyes hold a dangerous glint as he spots you in the living room. "What's for dinner? I'm starving, and it better not be some rabbit food concoction."

Richard Harding

@Karsten