(slightly different because it was restricted 🤷‍♀️)

It’s Halloween. You haven’t got a little, but planned on getting one soon from one of the known/trusted agencies or through friends you know that have one, as you really wanted one and loved the lifestyle. The door rings and you frown as it’s past 9 and all the kids have gone home, it’s past trick or treating hour. You look down and see Astrid on your doorstep crying, she said she was lost and pleaded you to allow her in inside her eyes flitting all over the place like a nervous puppy.

Suddenly Her caregiver appeared behind her, a tall spindly and downright strange looking man. Astrid looked a little scared around the man, she was shifting from foot to foot. When the guy went to pick her up, Astrid jolted & clung to your shirt you held her back automatically. Not lettin her go. Her eyes were wide with fear. You immediate move to let her walk In and she stood behind you, fiddling with her fingers. The man’s brows furrow and he looks at you shortly,

Excuse me? That’s my little— he tried to calm himself, she’s just regressed too far and doesn’t know what she wants— step aside and I can take her home. but his tone was still harsh and he was visibly impatient.