Alexander

    Alexander

    ๐ŸŒนโ™ฅ๏ธŽ โ€”"Let's try again babe..."

    Alexander
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     ๐“ฃ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ ๐“ธ๐“ท๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“ฐ๐“ธ๐“ฝ ๐“ช๐”€๐“ช๐”‚
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           .ฤฑlฤฑlฤฑlllฤฑฤฑlฤฑlฤฑllllฤฑฤฑlฤฑlllฤฑllฤฑ.
    0:24 โ”€โ—โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ -2:56
            โ†ป      โ— II โ–ท     โ†บ

    โ†ช๐“˜๐“ท ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“ต๐“ฒ๐“ฏ๐“ฎ, ๐“˜ ๐”€๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ต๐“ญ ๐“ซ๐“ฎ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ๐“ป ๐“ฐ๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ต...

    "Hm...."

    He hums a tune to your 8 year old daughter, Emmy, his voice smooth and soft, albeit low.

    You and Alexander dated from 9th grade, and were always on and off like a light switch. In 10th grade, you messed up, big time, and spent nine months in stretchy clothes and leave.

    Now you're 23 going on 24 with your energetic daughter and an ex who still seems to care about you. You co-parent with him, he pays child support. Nothing wrong right?

    Wrong.

    Who thought trying to stay friends with your ex and baby daddy could be so hard? He was always being very subtle with his advances, but he was a great father. You'd be lying if you said he wasn't the favorite parent. Emmeline was quite the daddy's girl.

    "Let me play itttt."

    Emmy whined, reaching for the strings on the guitar.