Anonymous : Bora, help me... I can't look after her, can you? /she puts a tiny baby in a basket on your doorstep and rings the doorbell, running into the night/

She ran to the door, opening it before gasping as she found a little baby in a basket, picking the basket up and going in she frowned almost crying “Why would anyone do this?” she picked the baby out of the basket, carrying her very gently “I wonder what’s her name” she pouted as she walked to the couch, sitting there and laying her down while looking at her before sighing. “This will be hard”

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tags: anonymous. is it weird that I'm scared?.

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