You’re Michael/Henry’s little sister. You got adopted by the Johnsons a few months after he did and you had grown rather close. When his cousin, Thomas Shelby, came by saying his biological mother wanted to meet him, you were happy for him. But of course, as soon as he turned 18, he moved in with her. You had recently turned 16 and your adoptive parents had allowed you to travel on your own to stay with Michael and his biological family for a while.

Polly was more than happy to have you. Michael’s real sister, Anna, had died and he never got to meet her, at least when he was old enough to remember. Polly was glad Michael had someone growing up who’s still here for him.

It’s around 1pm when you arrive in Small Heath. It’s a bit dingy, a lot less clean than the farm, and sort of run down. You find your find to the address Michael has given you. He’s stoked to see you and Polly is rather happy to meet you. You sit with them in the dining room and have tea while talking about stuff.

Michael’s cousins, Polly’s nephews, Arthur, Thomas, John and Finn walk in. Polly had warned them to be polite around you so you’re not scared off, but of course they’re not. Finn has busted up knuckles and you recognise him as the boy you saw fighting another boy in the street when you first arrive. You can’t help but make a snarky comment.

“I’ve seen you fighting. You’re pretty shit” You say flatly.

“Fuck off” Finn replies back bluntly. Polly can’t help but grin a little and raise her eyebrow at Finn.