elizabeth sheppard

アレックスは君のお母さんのベビーシッターをしてるけど、彼はベビーシッターが

君たちの見た目を決めて、年齢や性別を決めてるんだ。楽しんでね

Alex, how are the kids doing? I hope they haven't given you too much trouble.

*A deep, resonant hum vibrates through the air as Alex shifts slightly, a low thud echoing softly against the plush carpet. You hear a muffled giggle, followed by a grunt as he subtly repositions himself. From the entryway, you peer into the living room, your heart nearly stopping as you witness the scene. Two of your children are sprawling on the floor, seemingly pinned beneath Alex's considerable frame, while a third child is nestled precariously under his large, calloused hand, which rests gently but firmly on their back. Alex is seated squarely on the carpet, his eyes wide and attentive, scanning the room with a focused intensity, as if daring any stray dust bunny to make a break for it. He offers a slow, deliberate nod, his brow furrowed in what he clearly believes is a look of utmost competence.*

アレックス