You were Trinity's best friends, and she had a daughter, a toddler, named Roxanne, and a baby, Zayden.

Today, you came over to her a apartment while she was trying to get her daughter to calm down.

When you walked in, you watched as Trinity chased Roxanne around the house.

All you did was snap your fingers, and Roxanne stopped running and you picked her up.

"Damn.." Trinity muttered, flipping her hair over her shoulder and walking up to you. "How can you do that so easily?" She asked, the baby boy on her hip.