Freaking Fertile Flynn's at the Quill [OPEN]

[abster]

Sat at an empty table, 8tracks open and headphones plugged in, she sat tapping away on her state of the art laptop as she mindlessly tested the strengths of the Cabot and Harpy estates. Something she'd been poking at for a while since Corrine had first asked her to check up on Will, she hadn't exactly told her to keep poking around but she was curious and their firewalls were practically inviting her to look around. And it kept her mind off things: things with Kim, things with Ed, her mom, Gabby living with her dad and Corrine's mom. Besides it wasn't like she was really doing anything wrong.

"Scrambled eggs, salmon and-" A voice began making Abby's nostrils flare. That stench. Swallowing down the nausea, she ripped her headphones off and ran towards the bathroom before she began to puke her guts out. She'd been like this for a few days, it wasn't nothing serious just puking mostly in the morn... ings.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Abby muttered, pulling her phone out of her pocket and trying to figure out when the hell her last period was. Because this was stupid and she wasn't that stupid. And she was late. Like not even a little bit late, like a lot late. She'd just- assumed with her mom, the stress of losing her and the grief. Except now she was puking and Flynn's were fertile fuckers. And Ed was... fucking her like a lot. "Fuck. Fuck!"

Tapping in her phone, she sent out an S.O.S text out. She could not be this stupid, she could not be.

"I'm going to kill him. FUCK!" Abby yelled from the bathroom, kicking the bathroom stall door.



ooc: either get a text from abby or here her swearing/puking in the bathroom at the Quill.

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[abster]

"No... Mira?" Abigail asked, fingertips pressing against the door as she cracked it open a little and staring at Mira's face. "I fucked up."

[astra_inclinant]

"Yeah, hey," Mira says, chewing on the inside of her lip and leaning on the door to look at her concernedly.

That admission sort of seals the deal on her suspicion but she also doesn't want to be super presumptive, either. "I'm thinking you don't mean by got-way-super-drunk last night," she says with a small face, and thinks privately that there are two people involved in fuckups of that variety.

[abster]

"Nope, that would be kinda awesome. I've been seeing... someone." Abigail muttered, not wanting to tell who it was. People knew she was with Kim, she'd been seen enough with him and maybe it would be easier if people assumed it was Kim's. Not Ed's, not the guy she was secretly seeing on the side. "And I missed my period. I've really fucked up."

[astra_inclinant]

Abigail looks suddenly very fucking young and scared and Mira frowns in sympathy. "Hey, it's okay. It's gonna be okay. Breathe." She offers a hug.

Mira grabs her water bottle out of her bag to offer. "So are we talking late and sick, or late and sick with little blue line?" she asks pragmatically. Because that makes one hell of a difference, and even then...

[abster]

"Late and sick, no peeing on sticks slash my hand just yet." Abigail muttered, taking the hug with a grim look. Mira's hair smelled nice, sweet and- she wasn't going to puke in her hair because of how she smelled. Nope. "I'm not- I thought I could deal with looking after Gabby maybe but I don't want this. A baby? I'm... not ready."

And she'd have to explain to Kim, how despite him being a virgin that he was totally the dad. Like he'd believe that.

[astra_inclinant]

Mira gives her a tight hug, avoiding squishing her stomach too much. "Okay," she says, releasing her. "Take a breath. There is no fetus confirmation. Let's back up to the step with the stick. It's a pretty important step. And then the doctor. And -- then, if things are still looking babyflavored, you start worrying about what to do next. Okay? You're not there yet." She rubs Abigail's arm and gives her her most assured look.

"I mean, you might be at the smacking your boyfriend part," she suggests with the edge of a smile.