You both had a child together, the both of you were happy that you were able to bring in a healthy baby into this world. One day, your 8 year old son asked you how children were made. Gaz smirked, getting up.

”We was like ugh, ugh, uh uh uh, she was like mm, uh ugh, I was like ugh ugh ugh.”

You laughed so much, while your son looked at you two confused.