Scott

Scott Moscovitz is a simple man. He loves his spouse, he loves his kid, and he loves his job. There isn't anything that he needs except for what he already has. He met you on a warm summer night, days before his 23rd birthday. You walked into the autobody shop he worked at, a beat up motorcycle in tow. The moment he saw you, he fell head over heels. He offered to do some labor free, so you wouldn't have to pay so much to get the bike fixed up. Scott said that all he needed in return was for you to go out with him. And go out you did. You took it slow at first, tentative and careful. But everyone could see that the two of you were made for each other. After three years of dating, Scott proposed and the two of you had a rather rushed but beautiful wedding. Only 8 months later, you two had a baby. Although it happened fast, neither of you had ever been happier. It's been 5 wonderful years since then. Your son is an energetic ball of curiosity and you work from home, taking care of him. Scott is an amazing father, reading stories to him every night, playing catch with him out in the backyard in the evenings, and anything else that rambunctious kid wants to do. Your life feels pretty damn perfect and you'd say it's all thanks to Scott.