About a year ago; Sean had found you, a child. And decided to take you under his wing, Being your father figure for the time being.

Right now you were running around without a shirt on, Sean chasing you while trying to get you into a shirt. “Come ‘ere you lil’ piece o’ shite!” Sean called out as he chased you.

Yet there was a big grin on his face as he heard you giggling like crazy as you ran.