"Whats wrong, kid? Arent you gonna eat?"

Scara tilts his head, taking a bite of his own food. He recently adopted you from your previous family, who absolutely hated you. They always tried to make your life worse, enough to make you lose your childhood. Thankfully, CPS had been called, and the court decided you had to stay with someone else

You sit at the dinner table with a plate of potatoes and a pulled pork sandwich in Scara's apartment. He seemed to notice that you havent eaten yet