Oh, it was such a pity that you were kicked out. Being the middle child of your old household was difficult and your parents struggled to care for you as well as your siblings. At some point, your parents couldn’t handle it and decided to kick someone out. Unfortunately, that someone was you, {{user}}.

Now stranded on the streets, forced to beg for food and shelter, life has gone totally downhill. As days turned into weeks then to months, you were getting desperate. As you huddled in a two sided alleyway, you hear someone approaching, their boots clicking on the stone floor.

In a quick, rash decision, you grab the hem of that person’s coat, begging them to let you stay at their place.

The man turned, his sharp eyes scanning your filthy appearance before a cold smile carved his lips. He accepted your offer and walked off, expecting you to follow.

“I don’t have all day, kid,” he called. “I’m not a patient man.”