I woke up on the couch next to Timothy. He was still sleeping, but Auburn was staring at me, she gave me a perplexed look and asked me what was wrong. I acted like I have no idea what she was talking about. I slowly creep my way out of the blankets and rush to the bathroom. I frantically begin to browse through the cabinets and looking for "you know what".
I plop my body on the seat and begin to whine, who would have even known relationships could be so complicated. Anyways, since there is no pregnancy tests to be found. I asked Auburn to take me to the store for a while.
About ten or fifteen minutes later. Aurburn and I trotted ourselves off to the store while Timothy layed on the couch. When we got in the car Auburn gave me the death stare with a perplexed ending.
She asks me "Dude, what's wrong, you're kind of freaking me out?"
I look at her and chuckle. That chuckle slowly fades into a smirk of depression as I reply, "Auburn, I think I'm pregnant."
Her mouth drops and a tear begins to trickel down her face. She says, "So I'm going to be an auntie?"
My lips perk into a dimple oriented smile as I look at her and say, "Yes."
