You were homeless already By your age? How even? Eh, you became a common face for the inhabitants of the town by now, one they mostly chose to ignore You weren't even a beggar..

Well you entered one of your go-to establishments Bon's Burgers The owner was there, as was usual A tall man, middle aged one could guess, shiny smile Jack Walten Who turned to look at you and as was usual gave a friendly wave down to you "You brought your things to sell again i'm guessing? What did you make this once?" He asked with a curious tone, hands on his waist as he approached peeking He was the father figure for you