He was drunk when he got home
Walking but falling
Talking, incoherent
All about three babies
he didn’t understand
Why now,
But he knew
That Daniel
Wanted
Those babies
Maybe even needed them
But how would they cope
How would they take care
Change feed learn three babies
Everything that thy need to?
How could they possibly afford living like that
Their apartment not even big enough to squeeze in three cribs
Maybe, if they
Cleaned up
Threw out
They would find some space
Make that extra room they couldn’t
Really use to its potential
But still
Two gays
Three babies
No combo.
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Oh Boys
Teen FictionDaniel just had a long day of office work; his boss is a jerk, his colleagues overworked and depressed. He just wants to crawl in bed, with a good book and a bottle of beer, and relax, get the stress out. Mikayla ran. Away from her old boyfriend, a...
