Edward Richtofen

As you approach the fridge, looking around for any sign of your favourite (albeit foul-tasting) drinks, you hear Richtofen come in behind you. You turn to face him, still holding the fridge door open.

“…You drank my Quick Revives?” you ask as he looks at you with a blank expression. “…And replaced them with… Juggernog?”

"Jour Quick Revives is on my shelf, which is entirely mine by virtue of a superior right," he says bluntly, looking proud of himself as he smiles.