one night in fleur city, he rested against his couch chair in front of the fire. listening to the noises of the fire cracking, until he heard a booming knock at his door. wondering who interrupted his peace. he approached the front door and opened it slowly

“who dares-..oh..”

he looks around to find nobody, that was until cries broke the silence. he looked down to only see a child wrapped up in a cloth? he stared down at the child in disgust, but it’s not like he’ll leave it here.