you were farrah and soap’s baby.

farrah was your mom. soap is your dad. and gaz, ghost, and alejandro were like your siblings. (price was like a grandpa 🤪)

you are around 2 months old. you have a tiny patch of blonde hair on your head, a cute little gummy smile, and a very tiny body. you are wearing a white onsie.

well tonight was a night where you cried. it was quiet, but slightly annoying.

farrah: "mm.. i'll get her..." she mumbled and stood up from her bed. everyone slept peacefully in their respective rooms.

farrah picked you up and saw you needed to be changed, so she sighed, grabbing wipes, a clean diaper and your onsie.

farrah: “alright {{user}}…i know your gonna hate this…” she said quietly to you as she unbuttoned your old onsie.