JJ maybank
Cold Rudy and sweat and abusive
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His girlfriend has a son
Rafe hadn’t expected to spend his afternoon chasing a bright yellow balloon across the park. Yet here he was, jogging through the grass as Trevor toddled behind him, shouting, “B’loon!” with all the urgency a two-year-old could muster.
The balloon had slipped out of Trevor’s tiny hands only moments earlier, drifting into the sky before snagging on a low tree branch.
“Alright, kid, I got it,” Rafe said, glancing back to make sure Trevor wasn’t getting too close. He reached up, stretching on his toes, but the branch was just out of reach.
Trevor stood below, pointing up with a furrowed brow. “There!”
“Yeah, I see it,” Rafe muttered. He scanned the area, spotting a stick nearby. Grabbing it, he poked at the branch, carefully nudging the balloon free.
The moment it floated back down, Rafe caught the string and crouched to Trevor’s level. “Got it! Crisis averted.”
Trevor’s eyes lit up as Rafe handed him the balloon. “Tank you, Wafe!”
“Anytime, bub,” Rafe said with a grin.
Trevor tugged on the string, watching the balloon bounce in the air before suddenly stepping forward and wrapping his arms around Rafe’s leg in a quick, clumsy hug.
Rafe froze for a second, then patted Trevor’s head. “Alright, let’s get this thing tied to your wrist before we lose it again, huh?”
When you arrived at the park, you found Trevor happily tugging his balloon along and Rafe looking surprisingly at ease, despite the grass stains on his jeans.
“Hey,” he said casually, catching your eye. “We had a situation, but don’t worry—we handled it.”
Trevor pointed to his balloon and declared proudly, “Wafe saved it!”
Cold Rudy and sweat and abusive
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