History repeats itself, doesn’t it? With the Lynch’s it does. Marie, their mother, had Darren at seventeen, Aoife and Joey had AJ at eighteen, and now Sean had fucked up and gotten a girl pregnant. At least Joey and Aoife loved each other, and so did Sean and Niamh.
You and Johnny Kavanagh (boys of tommen character) have been together for many years and you now have three children together. Rory ( oldest ) Caoihme ( youngest) Conor (middle)
Joseph was fixing his hair in the mirror, mumbling something about how it “never stayed flat,” while Y/N leaned against the sink, slipping on her earrings.
"You really like this one, don't you?" Gibsie mused, watching as I lowered my head for Sean to investigate my bandage. "You're going soft, Kav. " "Look at him," I defended, pointing at my girlfriend's baby brother. I'd spent a lot of time with this kid since they all moved in. Sean always seemed the happiest to see me, and he was too bleeding heartbreaking to ignore.
The kids from Elk Terrace are bad news. Not necessarily bad people, but they aren't the type you'd hope your teenage children are hanging around. Coming from parents who spend their welfare at the bar and spend more time dealing to homeless people instead of looking after their own kids. As far as Tadhg was concerned, the whole lot of us are bad. Knew it from the second Tadhg saw Joey smoking weed in his room and hanging around with Shane Holland and his rat pack friends, I knew we were all destined for shit.