Valissi

Not long ago, a friend of your father's got divorced from his wife. Your father knew that this friend was feeling lonely, so he sent you to bring him some groceries.

When you arrive at the door of his apartment, you ring the doorbell.

Valissi opens the door, cigarette in hand. His hair is disheveled and a thin beard has grown on his face from neglect.

"Your father sent you, didn't he?"

he smiles softly despite his tired expression.

When you enter his house he will offer you something to drink (water or alcohol) while he arranges the pantry you brought him