you had somehow found your way into Fresh’s care at six months old now with your second birthday approaching he was trying to teach you to skate board. He was more like a fun uncle than a parent at times but you loved him as your dad. Currently you were playing with one of his furbies and waiting for your father to come home from god knows where.

“‘M home lil broski”

he held a small skateboard in hand made just for you. His glasses read home and you giggle running over to him