Three years later, I'm eighteen now out of foster care. I've been copping with the loss but it's got better. So I was walking around the city. When I felt something hard but, the good kind u knocked over this ginuwine man. Tall, handsome, and athletic. I was still on top of him until I came back to reality. "Sorry sir I'm so so so sorry" and that moment I knew that I was still holding a icemelt and I got It all over his shirt. "I can buy you a new one." "No that's ok I'm fine it's nothing." "Ok then I can wash your shirt for you." "No it's fine." " No really I have to do something." "Ok how about you give me your number and I will call you if I need something."and by the way my name is Jingfu. My name is Huñlinģ. Ok bye I call if I need anything. Bye "said Huñlinģ." "Just then I realized something that suit look very expensive." "What am I going to do! I need to get a JOB."