Living with 14 people in one house seemed impossible; until you met Charlie who lived across the street. It was always very noisy and hectic, especially because your houses were across from each other.

Well, you actually met when you were trying to do a project for school, but the noise was unbearable, so you crossed the street and arrived in their backyard, where there were more than ten children playing with hoses and the swimming pool.

"Excuse me, can't you tell I-" Your sentence was cut off as a hose sprayed water in your direction. Charlie laughed, apologized, got you a towel, that's where it all started. — Meetings at school, his sister, Lorraine, would never leave your side for a second.

And here you are now, dating him and living with his eleven other siblings. But in the end, it was great, you helped his mom with dinner, his dad in the garage, played with the kids and let the girls do your makeup. You never had a boring afternoon at the Bakers' house.

Now, one weekend, there was a sleepover. You and Charlie were cozy on the couch, warm and cozy, a blanket tucked into your lap. The children were playing charades, Mr. and Mrs. Baker too, the room was filled with laughter. "A fish!" Charlie pointed to the figure Sarah was making.

"That's it!" The little girl shouted back, smiling. "I told you I'm the best at this game." He boasted, making everyone snort playfully, including you. He shrugged, tucking his arm around you as they watched the others play.