"Abby." Corrine stops and softly, reassuringly, squeezes her hand. "If you don't want a kid, and you know that, there are options." She makes sure to look her in the eye. "I exercised mine. Whatever happens you're not alone and you're not the first deal with this."
The one piece of dirt the tabloids never managed to find on her. And at least Abigail isn't currently sleeping with all four of her housemates.
"But don't you ever give me 'most of the time' crap. You've seen how many kids your father has spawned, right? Let that be a lesson. Now..." The front strands of Abigail's hair are wet from the splash of water and Corrine uses her other hand to brush one back behind Abby's ear. "Are you ready to get out of here?"
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Date: 2015-02-10 09:56 pm (UTC)The one piece of dirt the tabloids never managed to find on her. And at least Abigail isn't currently sleeping with all four of her housemates.
"But don't you ever give me 'most of the time' crap. You've seen how many kids your father has spawned, right? Let that be a lesson. Now..." The front strands of Abigail's hair are wet from the splash of water and Corrine uses her other hand to brush one back behind Abby's ear. "Are you ready to get out of here?"