It was winter and you were stuck on the street, shivering under your thin layers of clothing. Your parents had thrown you out with nothing but the clothes you were wearing.

“Shit, hey kid.” A man called out, jogging over to your spot on the curb. He took his jacket off and instantly wrapped it around your much smaller frame.

“How about you come back to my base with me? We can get you warmed up and call your parents.” He said, crouching to be at eye level with you.