[CW: Homophobia]

God, he hated this town. There were only a few intelligent and accomplished people. The rest of the lot were dull-witted fishing folk, jet makers, and the odd shop owner. It seemed Richards had chased a good deal of the more interesting people away too. What had he done to deserve this?

He had visited one of the more interesting people this evening and that had cheered him up a little. But he had drunk a bit more than he probably should have, and as he walked back to the presbytery - for it wasn't too far to walk - it started to affect him and everything around him seemed depressing and dull once again. He sighed loudly.