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After my little moment with the thrown out recliner, I walked to david harbour's drug store, drinking my second gallon of sunny D today.
"well, well, if it isn't y/l/n the crime dog. back for another test?" david, amusingly asked, as I entered the store.
I quickly walked past the front counter he was standing behind, going to look for the pregnancy tests.
"i think the first one was defective," I said, grabbing the cheapest test, "the plus sign looks more like a division symbol, so I remain unconvinced."
I walked up to the counter about to grab the restroom keys when he quickly snatched them away from me.
"third test today, mama bear. your eggo is preggo, no doubt about it." he said, matter-of-factly.
"It's really easy to tell. are your nipples real brown?" I turn my head and see some random brunette ask, obviously eavesdropping in on our conversation.
"Yeah, maybe your little boyfriend's got mutant sperms; knocked you up twice." david annoyingly joked.
"silencio, old man!" I yelled, "look, I just drank my weight in sunny D and I have to go pronto!" I finished, holding my hand out demandingly for the keys.
"well, you know where the lavatory is." he gave in, finally handing me the keys.
I rolled my eyes and walked to the beat up restroom in the back.
"and pay for that pee stick when you're done. don't think it's your just because you marked it with your urine!" david yelled.
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I entered the same restroom for the third time today, unzipping my pants and sitting on the questionably clean looking toilet.
I opened the third test I will be taking today, doing my business.
when I was done, I flushed the toilet, making my way back out to the front counter.
"so what's the prognosis, fertile myrtle. minus or plus?" david asked, sounding curious.
"I don't know. it's not seasoned yet." I sigh, grabbing some licorice to buy for later. "no, there it is. that little pink plus sign is so unholy." I said, stupidly shaking the pregnancy test up and down.
"that isn't no Etch A Sketch. this is one doodle that cannot be undid, home skillet." he said in a 'told you so' manner. I rolled my eyes.
I paid for the test and licorice, walking out of the store. I looked at the test one last time before throwing it away in a near by trash.
I don't know what to feel right now but at that moment I decided to just accept the fact that I'm pregnant.
oh god, sixteen and pregnant.
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