Ethan is 21 and almost done with college. He can then open his photograph studio. He loves taking pictures of kids they give the most genuine emotion. He is gay and only 2 people know for now.
Blake is 24 and a single parent with a little daughter n...
Blake: Today is Isabelle's first day. I watch as she struggles to put her shirt on over her beanie. (Isabelle) "DADDYYYY HELP" (Blake) "Okay baby wait" I try not to laugh as I take her beanie off before putting her shirt on. I slip the beanie back on her head and smile. (Blake) "Beautiful"
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(Isabelle's outfit)
(Isabelle) "Just like daddy" I smile at her (Blake) "Yup just like me"
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Once we are both ready we head out of our small apartment to bring Isabelle to school. I stop in front of her classroom door and I get down to her level. (Blake) "Be good okay I'll see you in a few hours" (Isabelle) "Will you come back for me?" (Blake) "Of course I will I love you" (Isabelle) "I love you too daddy" I knock on the classroom door and the teacher opens the door. She looks at us and smiles at me before looking at Isabelle. The teacher invites us in before saying that I could stay for the day and that a college student will be coming for first-day pictures.
I leave for a while after getting the time for the pictures I have to go to the motorcycle shop I work at. I own it but nobody knows that. My works don't think so. It makes it easier for me to tell which workers are reliable and which are fucking around. I accepted worker pay and the money I get from owning it goes into a bank for Isabelle. I Want her to have a good life and to continue to smile. Her smile is all I want
I work for a few hours before I leave to head back to the school for the pictures since I promised I would be there. I arrive just as who I'm guessing is the college photographer walks into the classroom.
I stand at the door for a minute and watch Isabelle to make sure she is okay.
