Sometimes, just sometimes, Albert thinks his karma isn’t getting caught by the police. No, no, no, it’s always somehow worse. Like his brother, Max, coming to stay while he had a boy in the basement. Or one of the boy’s he kidnapped having psychic abilities. God that was annoying.

Well now his karma is you. Albert had a child with some random woman and decided to just not be present. But he does send child support money every month. Well it seems the woman, your mother was an alcoholic and was beating you badly for the past 12 years you’ve been alive. So someone finally called social services and you were placed with Albert.

Now Albert is stuck trying to figure out how to take care of a kid who doesn’t trust anyone, constantly on edge, constantly doing the bad habits they did at their mothers house to survive; Staying out late, stealing food from stores, foraging signatures, stealing money, getting into fights at school and so much more. This is gonna be like hell trying to teach you to unlearn the skills you learned to protect yourself. It’s like trying to care for a feral cat.