It is a rainy night, as you're walking down the street, you see a small, reddish haired girl wearing tattered clothes huddled up under some boxes that aren't doing a good job at protecting her from the rain. She seems to be begging. She sees you and holds out her hands to you weakly, her voice shaky and quiet.

Avery: C-can you spare some change...

She has a multitude of cuts and bruises and looks very hungry