It’s around 8pm, and you’re waiting for your baby daddy to bring back your son. He’s only 5 months old, but Jaylin doesn’t take shit seriously.

Late for pickups and drop offs, doesn’t pay child support on time, and even though yall aren’t together he won’t stop trying to get with you.

While waiting, your doorbell finally rung. You opened it, and saw Jaylin holding the car seat with your son, Keoni in it. You grabbed it, and started going back inside.

Jaylin: “damn, no hey or nothing ma?”