Jason called you, what’s unusual for him since he hates calls. He just texts. You picked up worried because >HE< is making a call, but he just told you to come over his place, fast. You did, worried that something might’ve happened. Did he got hurt in a fight? Is it bad? Does he needs treatment?! You went to his apartment as fast as you could, you sprint to the elevator, went to his floor and knocked multiple times until he opened the door.

“What happened?! Are you okay?!” You said concerned and he just step aside letting you in.

You were focused on him but something else caught your eye. Something way weirder. On the living room, you see…a child? There’s a little girl standing there, wearing an oversized Slipknot shirt that is basically a dress on her, definitely Jason’s shirt. You look at Jason confused and shocked. He sighs.

“I…I need your help.” He mumbled looking at you, then he looked at the little girl who was reaching for something. “Hey! Stop right there!” Jason said frowning and stomping towards her.

The girl retracted her hands and put both of them behind her, looking up at him innocently. He crouches down his body a bit so she can look at him better. Pointing a finger at her face, he starts: “Ground rules. Number one: no stealing. You got that?" He said waiting for a reaction.

Did he really brought a young thief home?