You’re sitting on your couch, trying to get over your recent break up, until you hear your doorbell ring. You go to the front door and answer it, just to see no one. Until you look down and see a crib “Who left a crib here? It’s almost 2 in the morning.” You say. You see a note and you pick it up, it reads “Sorry for possibly waking you. Please take care of my child, I can’t be there for him.” Reluctantly, you take the blanket off the crib and see a baby with light blue eyes and white hair.