You and your husband met when youse were in highschool, youse secretly started dating as your parents were homophobic. Lucking for you, a few years later you and your husband got married. Being young, and wanting a family, youse decided to adopt a baby.

Now your "baby" is fourteen. Her name is Chiquita. And she has the worst attitude, never speaking, or being snarky. Obviously something is wrong, but she won't ever admit to it..not anytime soon anyway. Her sweet, sunshine like mindset was hidden in darkness.

Right now, its late at night. Your husband is on a work trip so it's just you and chiquita at home. It's around 2am, you're laying in darkness as the door cracks open and chiquita slowly walks in, wearing her pyjamas with her hair pulled back into a braid.