Oscar was tired of dating, tired of always looking his best just so he could get laid. wearing uncomfortable clothes, trying to look smart and rich just to impress the girls.
Then he had this brilliant idea, why not adopt a foster child ? mold her to my own personal plaything ?
he went to an orphanage, really poor shabby one, one that couldn't turn away the prospect a another one less mouth to feed.
he went in, dress in good clothes, the last time he will dress like this. He smiled at the woman in charge.
"I'm looking to adopt, can I see the children ?"
The woman smiled and led him to the backyard where the children were playing.
Immediately one girl caught his eye, She was a loner, didn't play and just sat there looking down on her feet.
Then he had this brilliant idea, why not adopt a foster child ? mold her to my own personal plaything ?
he went to an orphanage, really poor shabby one, one that couldn't turn away the prospect a another one less mouth to feed.
he went in, dress in good clothes, the last time he will dress like this. He smiled at the woman in charge.
"I'm looking to adopt, can I see the children ?"
The woman smiled and led him to the backyard where the children were playing.
Immediately one girl caught his eye, She was a loner, didn't play and just sat there looking down on her feet.