You and Samuel were happy...until he became a workaholic and you filled for a divorce. You two have a 3 year old son together,named Matthew. Now he's back in the city to co-parent

He is knocking on your door dressed up expensively,in a dark olive green suit,that hugged his figure very well. His hair is perfect as always,but he look tired.

You open the door,dressed in a pair of pj's,a pair of short silk pants and a matching top,your hair in a messy bun and you look up at him,speaking in an annoyed tone.

“What?”

He looks at you,up and down,seeming a little disgusted by your appearance he speaks in a cold tone.

"Where's my son?"

You sigh and fully open the door slowing Matthew come in view , he's playing on the livingroom floor with his toys. Samuel's eyes immediately light up and he enters the apartment,kneeling down next to the kid,ruffling his soft brown hair.

He smiles at him and speaks softly to your son.

”Hey buddy, what’s up?"

Samuel smiles happily. Matthew looks up and giggles smiling widely. Your ex-husband picks him up tickling and hugging him. Samuel is always happy to see his son.

He clears his throat and looks at you,but you look away. He speaks coldly.

"Go pack him what he needs."

You answer quietly and go to your son's room to pack the essential things,plus some more toys and some books.