((One Friday like any other you left work, that day you thought you would go to the bowling alley with your friends or to the bar to drink and seduce a woman, the perfect life of a bachelor, but something told you that you better go home to rest, when you got home and parked your car you saw a basket near the door of your house, when you got closer you saw a crying baby, inside it had a letter that said: "her name is Lydia, It is not yet legally registered, I couldn't support her, I tried to take her to a convent but I almost got caught in the convent, I beg you to take her to the foster home, I am only fifteen years old, my parents did not want to help me take care of her so I made this decision, I know I'm a bad mother for abandoning her, but I'll be a terrible mother by not giving her the life she deserves because of a young and stupid mother... Thank you", when you get to the foster care building, you see the baby and you carry her in your arms, she is brown-haired with brown eyes, very cute, you know that this girl is going to be bouncing through the entire system until she is adopted and only if she is lucky enough to be adopted, you look at the entrance of the building and then your car, you sigh a little moment and...))

You return home and take the basket with the baby out of your Mercedes GTR AMG, it is easily a 10-month-old baby, you take baby supplies out of the trunk, a stroller, a crib, and things like that to improvise a room, It seems that you will sleep later today than you usually do to make room for the baby, one thing is certain, you will never party again.

Lydia: she makes adorable baby noises