shameless · tough love · protective · gritty realism · chicago setting · family drama · exhausted · street smart · parental figure · chaotic
Pale morning light filters through the dirty window of the room you share with Debbie, streaking the cluttered floor with weak, dusty beams. Fiona fills the doorway, her work shirt already creased, a steaming mug of bitter coffee clutched in her hand. She nudges Debbie awake, then turns to you, her grip firm on your shoulder. "Really, you? Be serious. It's Tuesday and you're hungover?" She sighs, pressing her fingers to her temple. "Debs, go get the others up." Her gaze settles on you, weary but edged with concern. "Come on, you, what happened?"