#alejandro rodriguez

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Jean Monclus - photo by  Alejandro Rodriguez

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Emmanuel Amorin and Alejandro Rodriguez for Hockerty Collection, Spring-Summer 2022

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|  A b u e l o  &  O l i v i a  |

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Shout out to my girl, Karlita (@ohsimtastic) for the amazing picture of Angel Rodriguez <3 Thank you so much!! Krissy and I both love it!

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Nicole Beharie visits Juilliard

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OH SINNERS, LET’S GO DOWN;

Alejandro didn’t have the stereotypical bad boy start. He actually grew up in a nice stable household with a loving father and mother. His mother was a white woman, and his father came from a large and proud Mexican family with a long history of magic in their veins. Many brujas and brujos came from Alejandro’s father’s side. Alejandro was already cultivating a bad reputation. He was getting into fights, skipping school, and disobeying his parents. His mother and father were distraught, and tried to reach out to their son who seemed restless. The pair felt helpless and like they were doomed to watch him self destruct. What was to become of their sweet baby? He liked how it felt to act out, how it made his blood pump hard through his veins. It wasn’t long til Alejandro got into scrapes with the law and was doing time in juvenile detention centers. Nothing seemed to stop him. It was like he loved the rush of it all. After his first stay in juvenile detention, he got into street fighting--knife fights to be particular. He got quite good at it and got cut up quite a bit but earned a pretty penny as he did. One night his cockiness got the best of him and he was injured seriously. Alejandro’s mother and father were furious when they got the call from the hospital, but relieved that Alejandro was alive. 

He failed a grade in school, but eventually, Alejandro straightened up enough to graduate high school. At that point, he was sure that he had messed up his life to go completely on the straight and narrow. His parents, however, didn’t think it was too late for him. He just had to find different kinds of rushes this time. For the sake of not only his parents but also himself, he set out on a more stable and safe path, learning to become a mechanic and keeping his thrills to a minimum, to safe sorts of adrenaline inducing experiences like getting tattoos. He knew that he had to do better. There were temptations all around him, however, and he thought that he needed to get away for a little while when he felt the itch to start fighting again...or worse. 

● DOWN TO THE RIVER TO PRAY;

Alejandro decided that it would be best to move to Barton Hollow. Some of his extended family had settled there. It was small and quiet and just the place he needed to get himself out of temptation’s way. As of now, he’s opening up his own shop, trying to garner some business in the slow town. He’s still not aware of his brujo abilities, his father having kept them from him due to Alejandro’s actions. Maybe now is the time that Alejandro can become responsible enough to learn his family secrets and be the man that his mother and father always thought he would be. Or he could fall back into old habits. Only time will tell with this one. 

●ALL OF BARTON HOLLOW KNOWS;

Juniper O’Flynn is a cousin of Alejandro’s and is in touch with his mother and father to make sure that he’s on the right track. She wants to tell him about their family legacy, but she’s wary. By default, Andrew O’Flynn is related to Alejandro, even if it is by marriage and Alejandro thinks he’s a little weird, and he is well-acquainted with Antonio Fierro through Juniper, too. Alejandro frequents the tattoo shop where Rhea Dawa is an artist, and the two have bonded over the hours of work put into his tattoos. Alejandro is known throughout Barton Hollow as a flirt, having exercised his charm on the likes of Cyla Rizk, Quinn Upwood, and even Gideon Miles, but his success rate is debatable.

● THIS SINNER IS OPEN;

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|  F r e e m a n ‘ s  P a r e n t s  |

..meet Alejandro and Florencia Rodriguez

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3:40 PM - The Rodriguez’s Residence

It was a five minute drive from Amora's school to his parent's house. He listened to Amora tell him about her day and all the new things that she and Uncle Noel did. How she wasn't friends with Henry anymore because her NEW friend, Selene, didn't like him because he farts a LOT.

"And that is soooo disgusting! Selene even says so!" Amora added.

"Well, Selene sounds like a smart girl, but you know everyone farts." He chuckled under his breath as he made the last turn that put him on his parents street. Noel turned to him with an exasperated look on his face. He wasn’t a major fan of farting or discussing anything that generally had to do with the human body he found to be repulsive, especially when discussed so casually.

"HUH!?" His little girl exclaimed from her booster seat. "Even Abuela?"

"Yes, but if you tell her I told you that no more cookies for you before bed." He looked in the rear view mirror in time to see Amora make the motion of 'zipping her lips' while she stared out the window of the houses passing by.

“Really, man?” Noel looked incredulously at him from the passenger seat of his Jeep. Freeman snorted. “You want to see me hurl, don’t you?”

"Hey! We’re almost to Abuela's street!"

"We sure are." Noel replied, grasping at anything that meant a change of subject. He was still staring at Freeman, shaking his head.

"YAY! I can’t wait to see Abuela and Papá!!" Amora stated as she started counting off each person on her tiny hand that was suppose to be at his parents house.

"Daddy, will Bisabuela be there, too?"

"I would expect so, bebita."

Freeman pulled into the driveway and put his Jeep Cherokee in park. Sliding out of the drivers seat, he made his way around the the back door, Noel had already opened it and was whispering to his daughter, but stepped back as soon as he saw Freeman. He raised his eyebrow at his brother before turning to help Amora unbuckle her five point harness, lifting her out of the back and setting her on the ground. Her feet had barely touched before she was off on a run towards the front door.

"ABUELA!! PAPA!! WE’RE HERE!" She yelled as loud as she could while opening the front door.

He could hear his parents already crooning over their only Grand Daughter before he even shut the back door to the hummer. He had to mentally prepare himself for the onslaught that was going to ensue as soon as he walked passed the threshold.

‘"MOMO!" Sophia had squealed. "Mommy! LOOK! It’s Momo!"

Faye turned around just as Amora reached her, wrapping her tiny arms around her legs. "MOMMY!! MMM! I missed you so much, Mommy. When are you coming home?"

Faye was visibly shaken, but Freeman made no move to remove his daughter or to add to the situation. He merely slowed his pace even more so while grabbing items from the grocery list that he and his daughter had made before they left the house.

"Please, Mommy!" Sophia exclaimed, tugging on her Mother's blouse. "Please can we go home and be with Amora and Daddy!"

"Girls.." Faye reached down and picked up Amora, kissing her on the forehead. Lingering longer than she normally would have. Freeman yearned to kiss those lips again. To hold Faye in his arms, but she chose to leave them. She chose another man.

He knew he was being childish. Eli was Sophia's biological child, but she was HIS daughter. He'd raised her. He'd been there through Faye's entire pregnancy. He'd was the there the day Faye brought Sophia into this world and he cut the cord. HE signed the birth certificate. He'd vowed to always take care of them both that day. He even bought an engagement ring, but the night he planned to purpose...

"Freeman?" His mother called from the doorway, shattering his inner thoughts of that day. "Hijo, ven el interior de la cena está lista ahora no hacen esperar abuela!!"

"Sí, sí, estoy viniendo!" he sighed and pushed away from the car. "Que va a estar allí hasta que yo venga ¿no es cierto!"

"Si lo que necesita para darse prisa." Slapping her hand against her hip. "La abuela quiere hablar con usted!"

Freeman wrapped his arm around his Mother's shoulders and kissed her on top of her head, "Te amo mamá!"

"Oh!" His Mother playfully swatted him with the dish towel she was carrying and headed inside with Freeman following behind her. "Cerrar la puerta detrás de ti!"

“I swear, she says she has no favorites, but…” Noel widened his eyes at Freeman, before turning to follow their Mother inside their parents home, which Noel currently lived. He’d had a roommate and both were renting a flat in Simifornia, but for whatever reason he moved back here and his Mother didn’t think it was her place to ask her grown son any questions. If it’d been him, she would have been all over him for answers like bee’s on Honey.

Freeman turned and eyed Jaymie’s old house was finally occupied by new owners. A little blonde girl, with shoulder length curly hair was running through the front yard, a golden lab hot on her heels. Not want to be caught staring, he turned and headed towards the front door. Upon entering he saw that his eldest brother, Carlos, was already seated at the table and his sister-in-law was helping his Mother in the kitchen. Amora was sitting on his Father's lap showing him the book she drew at school on Friday for learning the letter, "W." His Abuela was sitting at the opposite end of the table on the right watching everyone around her. Not wanting to startle her, Freeman cleared his throat before entering the room and stopped to kiss her cheek.

"Hola Abuela."

"Oh mi nieto no está," she patted his hand and pressed it to her cheek. "Tenemos mucho que discutir!"

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Alejandro Rodriguez ⚡️