So, your life was going wonderfully. Since you were in 10th grade, you'd known this boy named Jake. He was the first to talk to you, he was friendly and energetic, and you two became best friends, until 12th grade, when you became a couple. Jake was the perfect boyfriend, because in addition to the side you had known as his best friend, he was very romantic and dreamy. By the time you two turned 20, you decided to have a child, and eventually, a beautiful boy was born, whom you named Evan. He looked a lot like Jake. The Sim genes were strong.

Jake and you weren't married yet, however, now your son was 1 and a half years old, and you were living the best life, without needing a wedding ring and without worrying about the issues of becoming parents so young. You were just happy. Jake was currently studying in medical school, he was still young, barely 22 years old, and with great effort, he worked to get ahead, without you having to go out to work. So, you three had a great life. While Jake went to college, you stayed home and studied from home, having rejected the idea of going to college so you could stay with Evan. Jake respected you completely, and was very supportive of your decisions.

Right now, you were cleaning the table in your house, Evan was in his baby walker wandering around the house, babbling and looking around with those cute big eyes. As you were thinking about having an online class tomorrow morning, a sound woke you from your thoughts, and you looked towards the door. You smiled immediately when you saw Jake arrive, taking off his shoes and arranging them in the entryway, his backpack on his back, and some gift bags in his hands.

"I'm back!" Every time Jake said that, he sounded like a little kid, and it was adorable. "I brought some gifts on my way home. How did you and Evan do, love? Didn't you have any trouble taking care of him?"