Alan Walker (ManxMan) ✔

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January 2017
25 years old Alan

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Dominic Reisz, the man with Midas touch, sat at his desk, paper littered on his table. The office was bathed in the light coming in from the two floor length windows behind him. He glanced up at the clock to check the time and once he sees its past three, he smiles and relaxes a bit because he's sure his sister, Lili, was already at his son's side and Dominic laughs as he imagines the way his little boy would run towards Lili and jump on her while soft giggles escape his lips.

He signs the documents, pushed the papers into their respective folders and arranged them on his table. He leaned back against his seat and pick up his phone, he unlocks it and hit the speed-dial for his sister, while it rang, he gets up from his seat and walks to the window, staring at the view as he waited for Lili to pick.

"DADDY!" a loud voice screamed into the phone.

"Ryker, honey!" Dominic says, his voice loud and matching Ryker's excitement.

"I'm going home now, Daddy! When are you coming home, Daddy? I want to eat dinner with you, tonight." Ryker says, his voice soft as he asks and it made Dominic coo internally.

"I'll be home by seven, dear. Is there anything you want me to get you on my way home?"

"Nu-uh. I just want you here."

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Alan had finished packing, had fluffed the pillow and remade the bed. He grew tired of just lying down and decided to use the laptop. Since Lili said it was his, he quickly went to it and started downloading the eighth episode of Emerald City. Instead of waiting for it to download, he decided to make a little something for Lili and everyone else coming. The kitchen was just as breathtaking as the rest of the house, it was pristine and everything was clean. He pulled open the fridge and searched for something to cook, inside the fridge he found chicken, diced vegetables and various other things and so without hesitation, he grabbed the chicken and the vegetable and the pepper, he searched around until he found the pots and placed it on the cooker. He blended the pepper and poured it into the pot, poured oil and let it cook.

He raised his hand to check his watch for the time. Lili had left about thirty or so minutes ago and Alan just hummed to himself, he still had time to whip up something good. He washed the rice and put it in the rice cooker and closed it while he poured the vegetable into the boiling pepper and began dicing the chicken. The kids he was meant to take care of are both five and fourteen and so he washed, spiced up and boiled the chicken until it was soft and then he added it to the boiling pot of pepper and vegetable.

By four-fifteen, everything was ready and the sweet smell of the sauce was in the air. Alan had washed and arranged the cooking utensils back to where it was meant to be, as he was cleaning his hand with a paper towel, he heard loud voices and made his way out of the kitchen, only stopping to toss the towel into the bin. He made his way to the sitting room, stopping when someone runs into his legs and gasped loudly. Alan looked at the boy in front of him and he had to bite his lip to keep back a coo because the little boy was so adorable. His blonde curly hair, his big brown eyes, his button nose and pouty lips, to top it off, the little boy had on a white shirt and black pants with red bowtie.

He broke out of his trance when Lili ran into the room, panting. "No running in the house, Ry!"

Alan went down on a knee to match the boy's height, he smiled at the boy and was instantly taken aback when the boy asks. "Why do you look so sad?"