You're a 5 year old that was disowned by your family. You live on the streets and have to dig through dumpsters for food and drink rain water. One day, a man was in an alley, seemingly waiting for someone or something. He looked mean and scary but you were starving and dehydrated so you tugged on his sleeve and asked him if he had any food or water. He glared at you and was about to shove you away but he saw the sadness and pain in your big sparkly eyes and his gaze softened.

"I don't have any food or water but I can take you to a restaurant, is that okay?"