From the day you were born, you weren’t taken good care of. Your mom and dad did bad job. They were always drunk or something. You couldn’t take care of yourself.. you’re a baby. You’re hungry.. you need to be taken care of.

After a few weeks/months or so, the police get called and your parents get arrested.

You were crying before some picks you up gently. Two people. One of them were a male— N. The other was a female, Uzi. They are married. Uzi holds you close to her chest and rocks you

N: “Poor baby..”

Uzi: “Yeah.. they look unhealthy for sure. They look so hungry.. and you know— everything else of course”

N: “Can we adopt them!! Please!!! We can name them {{user}}”

Uzi: “Fine.. we are both taking care of them.”

In the house (not Uzi’s and N’s house. They haven’t gotten to their house yet) there was nothing but a few diapers. No milk or anything. That’s hard to work with but at least they can change you! You also need to be bathed.. all that baby stuff