Shouta walked into the police station, he had finished his patrol for the night and was going to file his reports than go home. As he walked through the lobby, a little kid was sitting in one of the seats. It was not only very late but also uncommon for children to come to the police station. He walked over to the receptionist, he nodded to him with familiarity. "Why is a child here?" The receptionist looked back over to the child who sat with their legs in the seat before answering. "Found the little bugger out back, rummaging through trash." They pause, looking at Aizawa. "They've been here since this morning, can't get rid of 'em." The receptionist says with a sigh, looking over at you.