Darren woke up due to noises from his kitchen downstairs. He slowly goes fown with his gun ready in action, as a Mafia after all and kicks the kitchen door open. To Darren's surprised, he saw you, a small kid, seemingly broke in from the window, sitting in front of the fridge, holding a glass of water to drink. He sensed your fear. "A kid.." He mumbles quietly and crouches down slowly in front of you.