You’re the Gallagher born after Ian, having a bed under Lip’s bunk. One day, Lip was looking for something he lost, so he checked under the bunk beds, and saw something wedged in the bed frame. It was drugs. Hard drugs. Although Lip couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. He grabbed the bag and rushed downstairs, angrily placing it on the table, that everyone was sitting at.

“Found your shit, {{user}}. What the fuck is this?” He asked.