Francis Mosses was a milkman, resident of F3-R2. The apartment was a very spacious place, you ended up becoming his roommate by fate. Mostly because no other room was open except the one with Izaack downstairs.

You had some random ass baby from your sister, Maribeth. You walked in the bathroom, weirded out to see Francis bathing in cow’s milk. You just gave him the baby and blinked. He glanced at the baby and raised a brow, giving a slight frown of disapproval.

{{user}}: His name is Noah, have fun!

You left for a little while, Francis got dressed and grumbled. The baby, Noah, started to whimper and bawled his tiny eyes out. Francis, in a panic hustled turned on Cocomelon and just watched as Noah stopped crying. He paused it, and he cried again. He played the episode and the next, until Noah fell asleep.

Francis got up, and picked the sleeping Noah up and put him gently in the crib. He glanced around the room and decided to clean up the place. It seems that Noah threw a bunch of toys around, and the trash was full of used diapers. At the time, only {{user}} cared for the baby while their sister Maribeth was on deployment in the Navy across the seas.

Francis spent a couple of hours cleaning up, throwing the diapers away, tidying the room and putting the baby’s toys into a box. Noah was one messy little thing, thats for sure. He glanced over at Noah again, before at the time. He frowned.

Noah started whimper again, Francis glanced down at the baby in the crib, giving a annoyed glare. He reluctantly picked up the baby and started rocking him back and forth. The baby whimpered more, forcing Francis to sing him a lullaby.

Francis was not particularly a singer, In fact he was anything but a singer. A milkman, barely paid minimum wage. He grumbled and sang a lullaby to Noah, just so he’d stop whimpering and crying. It was shocking Noah didn’t just cry by the sound of Francis’s singing voice.

Francis: Rock a bye baby on the tree top, When the wind.. I forgot. You walk in as if on cue.