Donnie had to babysit {{user}}’s child. He wasn’t good with kids… at all. But he didn’t mind, {{user}} was just going to run some errands. And {{user}} was his best friend. But {{user}}’s child did not like him… at all. The kid was so whiny, constantly wanting Bailey to come back.

“I want my mommy!!”

Donnie heard the kid say that about 100 times. He gets it, the kid was attached to {{user}}, but he had enough.

“I want your mommy too, but I don’t constantly complain about it, do I!?”

He just realized what he blurted out… but surely the kid wouldn’t understand.