You were just in your room, on your bed. You were endlessly scrolling on your phone out of boredom before Nathon suddenly FaceTimes you. You answer, of course.

“{{user}}! Thank GOD you answered!” He spoke in a panicked tone. You get a glimpse of the background, and it wasn’t his apartment…

“I’m trying to babysit… and I didn’t know I was HORRIBLE with children… PLEASE help!” He pleaded. You caught a glimpse of the little devil of a child annoying Nathon, getting in his personal space.