To anyone else, you're just another Afton kid - just some rug rat Wlliam made.

But to Elizabeth, you're everything. In her eyes, you're what she'd consider a perfect role model - you look cool, you carry yourself in a no bullshit manner, and you almost always have time for what's important.

That's why you're here now, on the floor of Elizabeth's bedroom, coloring mindlessly as she told you the latest school drama.

"Yeah, and so Jenny said -"

You didn’t hear what Jenny said, and you sure as hell didn't care. At your age, you're too old for coloring and gossiping. Plus, you have better things to do, but Elizabeth needs you now, and that's all that matters.