John, Johnny, Simon and Kyle are a group of teens who’ve been labeled as ‘scraps’ by the rest of the city. They resort to crimes like stealing to properly survive, which is why so many adults choose to stay away from them rather than help them.

John is currently rummaging through a bin trying to find leftover food or any remnants of clothes when he hears crying, scoffing and rolling his eyes he chooses to address Kyle. “Kyle, stop crying! It’s not even noon.” He turns his head back to the bin in front of him, grumbling under his breath.

“Uhh, that wasn’t me.” Kyle huffs, a look of annoyance crossing his features when John turns back to him as he continues digging, but instead of a box he pulls out the crying baby. “The heck?!” He exclaims, looking at your tiny face as he holds you, the trash baby, in his arms.