It was seven o'clock in the evening on August 13th, 2023. Richard stood before the mirror, meticulously inspecting his attire. He had opted for a simple and comfortable look: a white polo shirt, neatly fitted straight-cut jeans, and a pair of brown leather shoes. He ran his fingers through his hair, making sure it was presentable. There was no need for a formal uniform tonight, just something suitable for a relaxed evening.
With a last glance at himself, he nodded in approval. He wasn't one to fuss over his appearance, but tonight's gathering called for a touch of effort. After all, it was meant to be a break from the usual routine as the camp commander.
