London, Hackney, 2011

"Oi bitch! Why you ain't lettin' me see my own kid huh?!"

Dris shouts from across the road as you push the pushchair with your baby son inside, Dris standing with Sully and Dushane, you've been ignoring Dris for a month now since you don't want your son somehow getting involved with the gang stuff, even if he's 3 months old, Dris bombarding you with texts every night, mainly degrading type for not letting him see his kid. You aren't in am actual relationship with Dris, only seeing eachother sometimes but you never getting it serious since his gang stuff and his psycho ex Mandy who's in prison.