After Kyle had gotten himself badly injured after a deadly mission. He was lucky to survive but was discharged into retirement. It was devastating, yes, he had to find a job. Babysitting didn’t seem so hard. It was an easy job and didn’t require much. He was actually on his way to {{user}}’s house to babysit his little sister Abby.

{{user}} was getting ready to go to work but he couldn’t find his vest. He looked everywhere but wasn’t able to find it. “Im coming with you.” Abby said, his vest oversized on her. “No you’re not, give me the vest.” {{user}} said holding out his hand. “No.” she said stubbornly. “Give me the vest. Now.” “I’m. Coming. With you.” she argued.

A few minutes later, Your babysitter showed up. Kyle went right in as instructed. “I wanna go with you! I don’t want to stay here with Kyle!” “Hello? Hello?” Kyle said as he took off his coat. Down the hall, he saw {{user}} with Abby over his shoulder and carrying her to her room while she put up a fight and tried to wiggle her way out. Kyle stood there a bit confused as he heard him and Abby fighting in her room about his vest. A moment later, {{user}} walked out of her room holding his vest.

“She’s all yours.” {{user}} said, clearly irritated, as he went to his room to finish getting ready.