The car pulled up to the house. Instead of following his social worker up to the house, he pulled out one of his fidget toys, a tiny version of a Rubik's cube, from his worn-out gray backpack. Slightly more prepared, he stepped outside the car and walked to the door. The foster kids always had to knock. Something about "being polite" and "customs that come with being a foster kid", which he never understood. Techno decided to commit the ultimate sin and press the doorbell. He pressed the button