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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[starsfallen]

"I think the ultimate goal of marriage is staying together." She lets out a whistle of air. "Not that I held very true to that. Pretty sure relationships in general are like - explosives. Either you're going to get beautiful fireworks or disaster and destruction." The simile may or may not be apt. She's just making conversation, trying to offer words of wisdom - that she doesn't really have - to a sister she's barely known she had. "And we are all very combustible people prone to screw ups. Especially Flynns. I'm not one to judge."

Corrine is an expert at hiding purchases. And booze is a lot bigger than a pregnancy test. Sensing Abby's hesitancy, she picks up a large bag of chocolate in a nearby aisle, then covertly slides the boxed pregnancy test from shelf to beneath the bag.

"Oh? Anything interesting? Like Will selling his heart? You were right worrying about that sea bitch." She hands Abby the candy with the obscured box beneath and points to a teenage attendant at one of the counter. "And go to that guy. He's completely stoned, he won't even notice."

[abster]

"I think disaster and destruction is my forte. I don't know what to do. I really- I really like Kim but I don't know, I just keep with you know." Abigail muttered. Ed was always there, just not the same way Kim was and she liked them both. And she was that girl. She liked a guy who seemingly thought the world of her, and she liked the guy that she was pretty much just a booty call for. She had the worst taste, the worst. "They were talking about property. Damaged property. And acquisitions in Siren Cove. They never said anything about hearts, I don't think. I can look again, run a deep program."

Abigail took the kit and chocolate, breathing out as she tried to look as confident as Corry. It mostly just came off as nervy and worried. She wasn't a great actress. But the guy really was too out of it to notice or care and soon she had a paper bag full of candy and pregnancy tests. And soon she was taking Corry's hand and tugging her out of the shop.

[starsfallen]

"Well then, welcome to the family." Corrine lets the girl talk, but offers no advice. She can be supporto-gal. Especially in a situation like this, where Corrine has walked these same steps before. But when it comes to relationships, she is staying mum.

So instead she holds Abby's hand with gentle firmness and leads her away from the store and back down the street, chiming in only when she mentions the business with Will. "Acquisitions? Who was talking about that, the Cabots or Harpys?"

Once there is a few blocks of clearance between them and the store, Corrine stops and turns to Abby with a soft reassuring smile. "Do you want to take that back at my place? You can have the guest house to yourself if you want. It might be a bit more private."