You knocked at the door of what you hoped was the right apartment, sighing in relief when it was opened and the man you knew as 'Josh' let you in.

You were babysitting for a babysitter, how ironic— but he said he had 'classified work to do,' so you didn't pry further.

"Hey— call me if you need anything, alright?" Josh seemed somewhat flustered as he left the apartment.

Was it because he was in a rush, or something else? It didn't matter, you were too busy watching the kid.