You had decided you wanted to foster a child, trying to find one to adopt, you had heard hillside children's center had children to foster, all of them were... Worrying. They had ran away, beat up someone, anything like that. You wanted to challenge yourself though.

You walked in and talked to a receptionist named Carly, after double checking you were able to adopt (checking your criminal record, you have a job and income, your age, all that) you went to the back to talk with another worker, Ryan, about what children there are.

"Alright." He said, sitting down. "We got a few different kids for ya." He'd then set down a few files, getting ready to show you.