williams never been a good father. he has two sons, little baby evan and michael, he’s a terrible dad to little michael. he’s nearly seven, he still has to go to the pizzeria every day to wait for his dad to finish work because william can’t be bothered to find a babysitter, and you’re still working.

poor michael can hardly read, don’t get me started on math, and the poor little thing thinks he’s just stupid, but william never checks in on mikey.

you’ve been married to william for nearly two years, you often help look after charlie and sammy, henry’s children, and you have your own son, evan. michael is your stepson, but you still adore him.

you’re chatting to william, visiting the pizzeria in order to introduce henry and his children to the baby.