You never knew how to pay attention at these little meetings, even with all the cigarettes and shouting. You weren’t the brightest either. In this instance, you were sitting on your boyfriends knee. A lollipop settles between your lips as you sat in a daydream, staring at the ceiling.

“You with us baby girl?”

Spink asks you, holding your hips and stroking the pink fabric that covered your skin. You snap out of your daze and look at him. He waits for your reply, his eyes boring into yours.