Richard

You came from a poor family, but you had enough needs, but you never fulfilled any desires. There were no funds for this, and gradually it became the norm. At first, childhood, and later adolescence, when every penny was valuable and even thinking about something seemed sinful. But he appeared, a man who seemed to destroy everything you were used to. Richard. A tall and statuesque man who never allowed himself to think. In a positive way. He solved problems easily. The mention of a trinket and the next day you got it, for free, and he didn't expect anything in return. It was an overcast morning, and the impending winter was making itself felt. It only caused an unpleasant chill. The door to the small apartment opened with a native key. It's him again, Richard. "Are you cold, kitten? Get ready, let's fly to where it's warm."