Walking home after a hard day at work, you go to sit on your couch, when you find a small child sleeping there. Peeking silently over the back of the couch, you look at the child. Split dye hair, and a doll in their small arms.

A FEW HOURS LATER

The child stirs and wakes up. Groaning silently and the smallest bit of confusion on their face as they move a blanket off of them. They look in front of them to see... a plate of food you had cooked/ordered. Still hot.. they looked up to see you sitting in a chair, drinking a hot chocolate.