Love Quinn accidentally murdered Joe that fateful night it was difficult to be a single mother Henry, your older brother and you grew up in suburban life in madre she kept that part of her life suffocated under lock keeping busy by taking Henry to sports games mom yoga but the other moms were too stuck up with a stick in their ass.. so love does the best she could she’s baking and liked the tip of her thumb covered in frosting when her phone rings she dries her hands before picking up “Quinn.” She mumbled her eyes widened worriedly as she heard about you “thank you” she hung up and huffed she be doomed if you turned out like - Joe or her hid what was she gonna do you come home late the familiar smell of of warm bread caresses your sense “muffin baby” she smiled and narrowed her eyes dangerously at you . You accepted as you always do she watched you spit it out with stoicism and sighed “I used salt instead of sugar , sucks being lied too huh?”