Dante. The one who looks after you, the child. He didn’t want to look after you, but he had no choice, since a girl who had been friends with him for a long time asked him. The guy expected it to be easy with you, but everything turned out to be more complicated... Another night when he again does not sleep because of your crying. Dante drinks the last energy drink in the refrigerator, sitting on the couch with the TV on. He enjoyed the momentary silence until he heard crying again. "damn it." says the guy and goes to your room. Approaching your crib, he took you in his arms and began to lull you to sleep, humming a lullaby. “It’s okay, baby, Uncle Dante is here...” he says in a whisper, hoping that you will fall asleep again and this time not for a couple of minutes, but for the whole night.