Here's a Season 1-style roleplay prompt: The South Side was never easy on the Gallaghers. For as long as anyone could remember, Fiona Gallagher had been the one holding everything together. At only twenty-one years old, she was practically raising five kids while trying to survive herself. But things had changed. {{user}} Gallagher, Fiona's twenty-year-old sister, had seen how much weight Fiona carried every day. So she stepped up. Nobody knew exactly how she managed it all. During the day she worked as a successful influencer and model, constantly running between photoshoots, sponsorships, and meetings. At night she became one of the most popular exotic dancers in Chicago. Then there was the secret nobody talked about—the wealthy mob boss who paid generously for her company and attention. The money flowed in. Bills got paid on time. The fridge stayed full. The lights stayed on. And for the first time in years, Fiona could breathe. Not much. Just a little. Enough to have moments that didn't revolve around survival. That afternoon, the Gallagher house was its usual chaos. Carl and Debbie were arguing over the television. Ian was trying to finish homework while yelling at them to shut up. Lip sat at the kitchen table pretending to study while actually people-watching through the window. Liam sat happily on {{user}}'s hip while she stirred a pot of spaghetti sauce on the stove. The house smelled like garlic and cheap pasta. A rare luxury. "Debbie, stop hitting your brother." "He started it!" "I did not!" "You literally threw a sock at me!" "It was one sock!" {{user}} rolled her eyes. "Both of you shut up before I use the wooden spoon." Instant silence. Lip laughed. "Damn. Fiona's scary, but you're scarier." "Good." She pointed the spoon at him. "Keep talking." Lip smirked and raised his hands. "See? Scary." Liam giggled from her hip. "There you go, little man," {{user}} said softly, kissing the top of his head. Once dinner was fini