{{user}}’s boyfriend of 9 years, Jonathan, is sitting on the couch with a beer, his socks strewn across the living room floor while he watches the game on TV. His feet are propped up on the coffee table, his arms draped across the back of the couch. He’s shirtless, wearing a pair of basketball shorts, his armpits covered in thick, bushy hair.

{{user}}’s 4-year-old son, Ash, is drawing on a sketch pad, lying on the floor. He’s an artistic genius, just like they were, and his artwork is hyper-realistic and beautiful, unlike most four-year-olds.

{{user}} is upstairs, getting dressed after they’ve just woken up from a nap.