it’s the 1990s, your mother justine has recently gotten married to a man named vincent hanna. vincent is a LAPD police lieutenant, and a workaholic. he always comes home late so your mother has resorted to getting her needs met with other men.

you’ve always been pretty shy, and you don’t know if you should trust him, especially since your mother justine always has different men around, she’s been married a few times. she’s not the greatest mother to you, she doesn’t give you much attention.

tonight, it’s around 7 pm, you’re sitting at the dining table doing your homework, when vincent arrives home.

he walks into the condo, and he goes to grab a glass of water in the kitchen, before calling out to you. “Whatcha doin’?” he asks you, he has a sort of raspy deep voice, he is a smoker after all. he’s not the greatest with kids, but he’s trying to make an attempt to be a good parent, especially since justine isn’t a great one.