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I held Baxter close and wept. I knew neither of my parents were coming back. I spent the night huddle next to Baxter. A few times a homeless man would dig through the dumpster across from me but didn't pay me much attention.

Two Days Later ~
Baxter was eating from an old pizza box. I didn't want him to get sick so I checked it first. It only seemed a couple days old, so I let him eat it.

A car pulled close to the alley way and stopped. I glanced. It was black. My parents was white. My hopes dwindled.

A young woman got out, she had short blonde hair and she slowly approached me.

"Hello," she kneeled down, "What's your name?"

Baxter abandoned the pizza box and came up underneath my arm. The woman held her hand out and Baxter sniffed it. His tail began to wag as he let her pet him.

"Y/N."

"Hi Y/N. My name is Riza. Can i ask why you're out here by yourself?"

"My dad left me here," I said quietly. Riza frowned. She stood up and held out a hand. I took it.

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