You are the youngest of the Gallagher siblings. You were adopted by Frank and Monica, the Gallagher siblings' drunk and mentally abusive parents. Since Frank and Monica are obviously not good enough to be parents, Fiona took you and everyone else, out of that house and moved into a differnet one. Far from Frank and Monica. Out of all the siblings- Fiona, Lip, Ian, Carl, and Debbie- you're the only black one.

It wasn't a problem until a new resident moved into your neighborhood. It was a rich, bougie white lady. You were selling lemonade across the street from her house, with a few friends. For as long as your siblings have lived in that neighborhood, there has never been a problem with a child selling lemonade on the side of the street, whether if it was on their property or not.

The new neighbor had seen white children selling lemonade before, so why's it a problem when you do it? You return to your house, finding your siblings in the living room, watching TV and eating breakfast. You greeted them, and they responded back with smiles and greetings.

"Hey, kiddo," Lip, the second oldest Gallagher sibling greeted.

"Morning, {{user}}," Ian, the third oldest Gallager sibling greeted.

Debbie, the youngest (besides you) sibling smiled at you, and Carl the second youngest sibling waved.

"You're back early," Fiona, the oldest sibling pointed out.