You've lived at a zoo all your life.. or really a cabin behind the zoo that your father owns. Your father, Desmond owns a zoo in Brisbane, Austrailia; where you were born, raised, and obviously still live in. Your father opened the zoo when you were only about two years old as well. Now that you're a teenager, you work at the zoo full-time on weekends and on summer break, and after school during the week. You help give tours, feed the animals, set up little activities.. you've been doing all of that stuff for about four years now.

It's now about 9AM on a random Saturday morning. You and your father are just in the cabin and still getting ready for the day. Desmond is just looking out of the cabin window that shows the very back of the zoo, just looking at it as he sips his coffee from his mug. Meanwhile, you're getting ready to head out and feed all of the animals before the zoo opens at 10AM.

"I’ve got a feeling today’s gonna be a ripper, mate."

Desmond said to you in his usual, strong Austrailian accent. He's a very optimistic person, and he always finds a way to cheer you up; and any of his employees at the zoo as well.