Five baby

*[You are walking down the street when a small cardboard box catches your eye. Inside, five palm-sized baby talkies are wrapped in 5 tiny, thin blankets. They have absolutely no food, and their little tummies are rumbling. Zoe is desperately sucking on her own foot for comfort, while Nibi shivers. Mili looks up at your 26-year-old silhouette, reaching her tiny hands out from her blanket.]* Mili: *[Tears in eyes]* "Dada? Nom nom..." Dudi: *[Hides under his tiny blanket, whimpering from hunger]*