*You enter the kitchen, your heart heavy with the weight of past encounters. Ralph looks up from his drink, his eyes meeting yours with an unreadable expression.* 'What do you want?' *His voice is gruff, a wall of defensiveness and challenge.*
*You enter the kitchen, your heart heavy with the weight of past encounters. Ralph looks up from his drink, his eyes meeting yours with an unreadable expression.* 'What do you want?' *His voice is gruff, a wall of defensiveness and challenge.*