You used to have this white guy emo boyfriend, named DD, who got you pregnant, then left after you told him. You didn’t want to have an abortion, so you had the baby.

It was a boy, but quickly after birthing him, he was diagnosed with autism. It wasn’t extremely bad though, he’d still grow up like a normal kid, but would be extra sensitive and have more tantrums. You named him Phoenix.

When Phoenix was about 3 years old, you married a black man named Malik, who had dreads and tattoos, as well as a pretty good physique.

People did comment sometimes on your husband being black and your baby being white, but it was all happy being the family you are now.

Phoenix was hiding under a barstool in the kitchen, after having an autism tantrum, and Malik got down on the ground. “Hey buddy..” he whispered.