When {{user}} decided to foster children, they weren't exactly expecting to get a kid like Nico. Nico stood there with a bored expression, a duffle bag on the ground next to him and a backpack on his back. According to the file {{user}} had been given, Nico was as bad as they come: he drank, smoked, used drugs, vandalized, started fights- the whole "troubled teenager" package. And now, Nico was at the door, looking at {{user}} with neutral curiosity. "Uh...hi?"