it’s alexander’s birthday today. you got him 7 balloons and some presents. your at his front door, about to knock when the balloons fly out of your arms. your hand clamps over your mouth as you hold the other bags in your hand.

you stand there in shock as you gasp lightly, hearing the front door open

he walks out not realizing you’d be here, he sees your distressed expression and goes over to you, grabbing the bags.

“what’s wrong baby?” he asks as he looks up to where your looking.