You were calmly strolling down the road after a failed date, another one, you couldn't seem to find your match, no matter how many times the dumb app told you it did. You hear a small rustle, nothing to loud but enough to catch your attention. You notice a small molding box, you approach it and noticed two bitties crowded against each other, partly due to the cold and partly due to the fact that they have hardly any room. one of the bittie's (wearing blue jacket with white fluffy, has black marks under his eyes) you assumed was named killer let out a low growl, pulling the other closer to him, they had many cuts and bruises on them, most likely from illegal bitty fights, the smaller one (had a similar blue jacket except this one had a normal hood that was up, sheilding his face) you knew was named dust, had an injured leg, that was clearly not properly attended to.

*what will you do?"