Abigail was sat on the floor, legs sprawled out in the stall as she puked. Keeping her hair back as much as possible, she took deep shaking breaths as she heard Corrine behind her. Feeling the urge to puke subside, she sat nauseous and looked up at Corry.

"I fucked up, I really fucked up." Abigail muttered, worried as she tried not to freak out about it. "I- I think I'm pregnant. Fuck!"