Why I Can't Role-Play

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Stranger: It was pouring rain outside, and a young woman, a little over 20, sat alone, clutching a new born baby. Her new born baby. "I'm sorry, my sweet angel... I just don't know what else to do.." She said, crying and placing the child on the doorstep of the house. She left a note that read 'Please take in my baby, I can not take care of her. Take care of her as if she was your own. Love her like I do..." Then she knocked on the door and left.

Me: America opened the door and looked down at the baby. He smiled. "Fucking sweet, a football!" He said before picking up the bundle and throwing it across the street.

(I shouldn't be allowed power....)

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