His home was kind of sterile. Weird. It didn't feel like her home but Gabby
seemed to make it feel more lived in. Even if she was pretty sure Robert's
wife wanted to put plastic under everything or wipe down every surface, and
heaven forbid Abby went near her roses. It wasn't home but it was safe,
hell of a lot safer than here at least. They could talk, she wouldn't have
to worry about people overhearing.
"Okay, I don't know what I want... next. I mean," Abigail muttered. She
wasn't prepared for a kid, she could deal but that didn't mean she was
prepared for one. Or to be pregnant. Or to have fucked up quite so much.
"Don't hurt him, he's... a nice guy. Honestly."
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Date: 2015-02-12 11:11 am (UTC)His home was kind of sterile. Weird. It didn't feel like her home but Gabby seemed to make it feel more lived in. Even if she was pretty sure Robert's wife wanted to put plastic under everything or wipe down every surface, and heaven forbid Abby went near her roses. It wasn't home but it was safe, hell of a lot safer than here at least. They could talk, she wouldn't have to worry about people overhearing.
"Okay, I don't know what I want... next. I mean," Abigail muttered. She wasn't prepared for a kid, she could deal but that didn't mean she was prepared for one. Or to be pregnant. Or to have fucked up quite so much. "Don't hurt him, he's... a nice guy. Honestly."