March 25, 2019
Em wakes up to the feeling of nausea coursing through her. She shoots out of bed and goes hurriedly to the bathroom as she throws up. Pasta runs behind her and holds her up as she empties the contents of her stomach.
"I can't wait til the 1st trimester is over! I can't deal with all this nausea," she groans.
"I can't either," he confesses, hating to see her in misery over her symptoms.
Em gets out of the bathroom and orders room service for breakfast as Pasta showers and gets ready for skate. Tonight the team plays Tampa Bay in Tampa. After half an hour, the food arrives. Em is serving Pasta's food for him just as he's getting out of the bathroom.
"You ordered breakfast?" he asks with a smile.
"Can't have you going to skate on an empty stomach. Plus, this might count as part of our anniversary celebration," she adds.
"Nope, I'm taking you out to lunch after skate. I already got reservations," he assures her.
She feels the aches she's been dealing with since yesterday come back and she groans.
"I shouldn't have gone to Busch Gardens and Adventure Island with you guys yesterday. My pregnant ass should've just stayed at the hotel," she groans.
"Just take some of those painkillers the doctor gave you. You had so much fun yesterday and you know it!" he replies knowingly.
"You're right, I had so much fun laughing at you idiots," she retorts with a smirk.
"We might be idiots but we're your idiots," he teases.
"Damn right," she agrees with a nod.
"Alright, the game tonight is at 7:30 and the bus leaves at 5:15, so I was thinking maybe we could have lunch and go to the Aquarium or something," he suggests.
"That sounds amazing, baby! Yesterday tired me out, so definitely a change in pace is welcomed," she smiles.
"Good, so let's aim to be back here for 4:15. So I'm thinking lunch right after skate?" he suggests.
He looks at the time and sees it's 10:19am.
"Sounds good. I'll be ready to leave right away," she nods.
"Awesome," he smiles.
He finishes eating before changing into some casual clothing to head to practice with the team. She bids him farewell and he rushes to make it down to the lobby in time. He makes it with a few minutes to spare and boards the bus to head to nearby Amalie Arena.
Em finishes her breakfast before deciding to take a nice bath to relax her sore muscles and aching abdomen. After a good half an hour, she gets out of the tub and changes into an oversized PRETTYLITTLETHING blouse with shorts and Yeezys. She ties her hair up into a bun and does minimal makeup. She checks the time and sees the time is 11:50am. She turns on the TV and watches a bit of HGTV until she realizes she needs to grab her things to be ready to leave with Pasta.
At 12:53pm, she gets a call from Pasta saying that he's boarding the bus to head back. She grabs her things and leaves the hotel room. She makes her way down to the lobby and sits down on one of the seats. At 1:05pm, she sees the team enter the hotel. After a good half a minute, Pasta comes in and sees Em. She gets up and makes her way over to him.
"You look comfy," he smiles, thinking she looks cute in her street clothes.
"I didn't wanna wear something tight. I have to wait for PRETTYLITTLETHING to send me more maternity clothes once we get back home, especially as I get bigger," she explains.
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