You had finally gotten away from your abusive parents, wandering the streets of Paris looking for a place to stay. While you were wandering around you ran into someone who was really tall.

”Hello misses? Are you hurt?”

You backed up to see him fully but it was difficult. It was way too dark out for you to see his face. You tried your best to speak, but you had trouble with your English and any other language.

”I so sorry.”

He looked down at you and saw how tired you were “It’s alright. What's your name?”