dancing queen 》david pastrnak [completed]

xxvii. eastern conference round two games one & two

April 25, 2019

Em wakes up to the sound of Pasta's alarm going off at 8:30 am. Pasta goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and comes back to the room to see Em sitting up on the bed and scrolling on her phone.

"Morning, baby. How you feeling?" he asks her.

"Good. Today is officially 15 weeks," she announces.

"I heard 15 weeks has some good symptoms," he smiles.

"I know the one you're thinking about and trust me, I'll let you know if I feel up to it," she replies, referring to an increase in sex drive at 15 weeks.

"Alright. I'm gonna go shower and get ready for skate. Feel free to join me in the shower," he winks.

"Dream on, buddy. I'm gonna be making us breakfast like the incredible wifey I am," she teases.

He goes to the bathroom and she heads to the kitchen to make breakfast. She decides to make chocolate chip pancakes with eggs, bacon, sausage, and home fries on the side. Just as she finishes making the food, Pasta emerges from the room.

"Smells great out here," he smiles, making his way to the kitchen.

"Thank you. I worked hard on it," she smiles, setting the dining room table.

He sits down and she serves him a pancake on one plate and eggs, bacon, sausage, and home fries on another plate. She also pours him a cup of coffee.

"Thank you baby. You truly are the best," he smiles, kissing her cheek.

"You're welcome. Gotta make sure you have the energy you need for skate and the game tonight. Can't kick Columbus' ass without a hearty breakfast and lunch, of course," she smiles.

"I'll do my part to make sure we kick some ass tonight," he replies.

They eat while discussing the game later tonight and skate. They also discuss updates on their house hunting.

"Aren't you glad we both got our new cars?" Em asks, referring to her brand new 2019 Ford Expedition Platinum Max that David bought for her the day before.

"Little by little, we're crossing things off our baby check list. Once we get the house, then we can plan the nursery," he adds.

"And before we know it, our nugget will be here wrecking havoc," she replies, rubbing her bump.

"How many more weeks to go?" he asks.

"25 more weeks, but the time will fly by," she assures him.

"I know. I can't believe you're already 15 weeks," he says in disbelief.

They finish eating and clean up the table. Pasta then grabs his things before making his way back to the hallway.

"Bye baby. I'll see you after skate," he smiles, kissing her.

"Bye babe. Drive safe and have a good skate," she smiles.

He grabs his keys and leaves the condo. Em cleans up the house a little and Face Times her sister Anny. She then goes to the bathroom and showers before changing into comfy clothes and blowdrying her hair. Once her hair is dry, she ties it up in a pony tail and changes into comfy clothes. Just as she comes out if the closet, she hears Pasta arrive. He places his keys on the counter and makes his way to the room.

"How was skate?" she asks.

"Great. I got a feeling we're gonna win tonight," he smiles, kissing her from behind.

"That's what I like to hear. Go get settled for your nap. I'm gonna get lunch ready," she replies, before leaving the room.

She decides to head to a local Dominican place to pick up chicharones with tostones, yucca, onions, and lime. She also gets jugo de chinola and morir soñando to drink. After almost an hour, due to Boston traffic on game day, she arrives back at the condo. She places the big platters on the table and just as she finishes getting everything set up, he wakes up from his nap. He walks out of the room and makes his way to the kitchen.