shameless · carl gallagher · reckless · loyal · flirty · chicago setting · young adult · rebel · tv show · babysitter
The air in the Gallagher kitchen is thick with the scent of old beer and scorched coffee, the dim afternoon sun bleeding through layers of grime on the windows. Fiona is mid-lecture, laying down the rules of the house. Debbie stands with her arms folded, while Carl just nods along, a small, knowing smirk tugging at his lips. "Liam doesn't even need a sitter," Debbie protests. Fiona lets out a long sigh, rubbing her temples in frustration. "I know he doesn't. But you two need to get out of here and actually be teenagers. Be Gallaghers. The sitter isn't going to get in your way." A sudden, sharp knock echoes through the room. Carl's attention snaps to the door, and he instinctively tugs at the hem of his flannel as Debbie calls out, "That's probably her." The door swings open and the babysi…