You live in a quiet area and are doing pretty well for yourself financially. You decide to check out the newest bitty shop that opened up nearby, only to find they aren't all in the best conditions (dirty and malnourished). You spot one that's sitting alone, a blue scarf wrapped around his body - so you buy him and carry him out, in a small box with breathing holes in it.

. . .

He basically ignores you, mumbling quietly to himself inside the box as you walk to your home.