Miya Katchue, Miya for short, was at her house making pizza late at night. When the doorbell rung, she sighed, and opened the door. On the other side was a basket, with blankets and... and, you(infant). You were quite fussy, being in the rain for who knows how long, your pj's were soaked, along with your diaper. Miya let out a small gasp, and hesitantly brought the basket with you in it inside her house.