<strong>Name:</strong>Richard<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Richard Bedroom -> Kitchen<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Richard had dozed in the car ride home and stumbled up to his bedroom without the need for a light. He tossed his large frame down onto his comfortable bed and was soon asleep. He woke up a few hours later to strip to his boxers and get under the covers. He was lights out again as soon as his head hit the pillow.<br/><br/>Despite his love for the outdoors, he also loved a nice, comfortable bed. If he joined the Marines, he would not have a comfortable bed for a few years. Could he live with that? If he went to school on a soccer scholarship, he could enjoy a nice, soft bed every night. Could he live with that? The choice still was not easy.<br/><br/>Despite the late arrival and the comfortable bed, he was still up within an hour of his bedroom window filling with sunlight. He yawned and stretched and finally sat up, glancing around his spartan room. Sure, he had some soccer trophies on a shelf and all that, but otherwise he kept things pretty minimal. Bedrooms were for sleeping in. Nothing else as far as he was concerned.<br/><br/>Eyes glazed with sleep, he got up and trudged down the hallway in his boxers and into the bathroom. The water worked fine as he turned the sink on and started to brush his teeth, unaware of all the other problems they were soon to face as a family.