•' C ' mon.. C ' mon! Stop crying .. ! I ' ve tried everything y ' know ? ! Just tell me what ' s wrong .. ! '

Despite the mans prayers the baby continued to wail and cry, squirming and pulling at 007s shirt for comfort, to try and express himself. You had been crying nonstop for atleast 2 hours now, your once loud clear sobs now wheezy and choked.

You constantly got bounced and rocked by the inexperienced man, desperately trying to figure out why you're crying..It couldn't be that you were hungry. He tried giving you milk earlier. Not an accident, he definitely would have started smelling that.

You refused to go down for a nap, squirming and kicking out of a messy swaddle 007 tried to do for you...What was wrong with you..?

•' Please ... Just what ' s wrong ... ? I ' m so lost .. '

007 sat on his messy sofa , attempting to feed your poor screaming soul again with no avail, he sat the baby on his thighs , checking his body for any sort of physical hurt...Nothing. But it might be your skin. Your tiny hands grasped at your limbs and tried your best to give fiction to them to get a sense of relief...

•' It ' s worth a shot ... C ' mon buckling .. Give me a moment here .. '

007 Leaned over , grabbing his phone and trying to type 'how to soothe baby rashes' while keeping your still sobbing form tame.