[guest user]

essentially you had it all, a wife, and kid, friends. Even if 1/3 of that is a problem...

it was late at night, stone cold bed. Your back had been killing you for the past 2 days now. Daisy had tried to fix it but failed.

you lied in bed, aching pain just going through your sping, daisy on the other hand was sleeping like a baby.

it was until a faint creak came from your bedroom door

"Dad... I threw up...."

you heard your daughter charlotte say, still wrapped in her blanket, and also 1 hand covering her nose with toilet paper from a bloody nose, quite inconvenient.