❝ my family are so fucked up. i love them ❞
hannah gallagher, the middle child.
a spit fire, a smart ass and god damn loyal.
as long as she doesn't turn out like her parents, she doesn't care.
she's just trying not to get herself killed.
❝ fuck the...
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Hannah opened her bedroom door, almost bumping into Fiona - who was clearing up as she went.
"Sorry, Fi." She muttered, walking to the bathroom.
"It's fine," Fiona shook her head, before yelling out, "I'm going to the store today."
"Toilet paper," Debbie told her, popping her head out of the bathroom as Hannah brushed by her, "I'm starting to chafe from the streamers." She said, throwing said streamers at her.
"I used the last of the shampoo last night," Hannah said, fixing her bow in the mirror before walking out to the hall, "Sorry, Ian." She smirked to the brother in the shower.
"Toothpaste." Carl told Fiona, going the bathroom and starting to brush his teeth with baking soda.
"Why are Steve's clothes down here?" Debbie called from downstairs, making Hannah laugh at the look on her sister's face.
"Well, somebody couldn't wait to get upstairs last night." Lip smirked at his eldest sister, coming out of Hannah, Debbie and Liam's room, the latter in his arms, heading from the bathroom.
Fiona rolled her eyes as Hannah only laughed, "We out of diapers?"
Lip nodded, "Yeah, but I put a plug up his butt. Didn't I, buddy? Oh, it's okay."
"That towel's gonna leak." Fiona told him.
"Yeah, I'm on it," Lip said, putting the toilet lid down, sitting on it, "Ugh, so my SAT gig's a bust, but, uh, I could scrape up some money another way if you need help."
"It's cool," Fiona shrugged, continuing to clear up, "I got 35 bucks. Plus I'm picking up that temp check later."
"Okay." Lip nodded, as Carl held a taser in his hands, pretending to electrocute imaginary people.
"Is that a taser?" Fiona exclaimed, "Where'd you get that?"
"I let him borrow it," Lip told her, turning to his little brother, "Hey, help me out, okay?"
Ian stuck his head out from behind the shower curtain, "Carl got invited some place by normal kids. Robbie Rebello's having a paint ball party. Towel?" He asked, Hannah, who grabbed one from the floor and chucked it to him.
"Yeah, but he's not going, so I gave him the taser to play with," Lip said, holding up Liam whilst Carl changed his diaper. Seeing the look on Fiona's face, the eldest brother added, "Don't worry, it doesn't work."
"Who's Candace?" Debbie yelled up the stairs.
"I have no idea," Fiona called back.
Hannah straightened up from where she was leaning in the hallway, "You aren't going, Carl?"
