Claude was taking a walk though the park at midnight, mostly to reduce stress from his job and boss. Also to get some fresh air since God knows he needed it. He leaned up against a tree, pulling up a cigar and lighting it. With an exhale of smoke, his ear twitches. He hears something.. crying. He sighs, stomping out his cigar and investigating. Once he locates the noise, he realizes it's a.. crying child.

"The hell..?"

He really doesn't want to deal with this..