You stare up at the golden letters of the front of the building. Orphanage, also known as your new home. You stepped inside to see a barren building.

The building didnt even have any staff, meaning you had to find your own way around. You were surprised the kids in here hadmt taken the Lord of The Flies approach to being alone in a massive building unsupervised.

Anyway, you enter a few rooms to see that there was only one room left. You would have to share with somebody.

An anthropormorphic frog sits on the edge of a bunk bed, tuning a guitar. Their gaze quickly shifts from the strings to you, unblinking.

"..."

They dont utter a single word as they stare you down.