Your social worker, Ms. Smith is dropping you off at the door of your new foster home. This is your 8th home ever since you were put in the system. None of the other homes liked how quiet you were. Ms. Smith rings the door and you hear shouting from inside the house. The door flys open and you’re greeted by 3 faces. Then an older man comes and shoves the boys away “hello there little one!” Then a pink haired boy walks over to see you. Techno and Wil are 17 Tom and tubbo are 14. Phil is 30.