This Love

Isn't Life Strange

July 1st, 2026
Malibu, USA
Miley's POV

"Good morning beautiful." Liam says as I walk out of our bedroom and into the living room. "I was thinking of going out for breakfast."

"It's definitely morning, not so sure if it's good yet...and that actually sounds pretty good. I'm not in the mood to cook, and I'm assuming you aren't either."

"You're right, I'm not. So is that a yes then?"

"Yes, it's a yes."

"Cool, c'mon kids, put your shoes on."

"Liam, they're still in their pajamas, so am I." I say, pointing to my clothes.

"Oh, right. Okay kids go get dressed." The kids run into their rooms, and I shake my head at Liam. "What?"

"Why do you always get dressed in the morning? You never stay in your pajamas."

"I don't always, only when I've got a burst of energy."

"Well will you give me some of your energy."

"If I would if I could." Liam replies, then kisses my forehead.

"I gotta go get dressed."

After we were all dressed and ready to go, we all got in the car. We let the kids pick where to go, which was a bad idea because they argued about it. So I just ended up picking a place, if the kids don't like it they don't have to eat. We all sat down and ordered, and while a waitress brought out another table's food, I smelled something delicious.

"Oh my god, what is that smell? That smells so fucking good." I say, then Liam looks at me strangely. "What? It does."

"Miley, you're smelling bacon." Bacon?

"No, you have got to be kidding me. There is no way I have a craving for meat, uh uh, no."

"That's what it is, babe."

"I am not eating a dead fucking animal. No way in hell, pigs will fly before I eat one."

"What are you supposed to do about your craving then?" Liam asks, and I sigh.

"I don't know. I don't care that the baby wants bacon, I'm not putting meat in my body. He can just go without." Then I pause. "Jesus Christ why does that have to smell so fucking good!"

"Relax, Miley. You have your appointment with Dr. Walsh today, you can ask her what to do."

"Well there's no way I'm eating meat. I've never craved it with Jessica or the twins, why now?"

"I don't know. As horrible as it sounds, you might just have to-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence cause I know how it ends." I demand. "I'm gonna go fucking crazy. There's gotta be something I can do."

The whole time we were there and eating, the smell of that stupid bacon was haunting me. As soon as we were done and paid, I left as fast as possible. I'm pregnant, but I beat Liam and the kids to the car.

"I can't believe the baby wants me to actually eat a dead animal. I'm gonna ignore it, I have to." I say while we're on our way home.

"Well, remember when you craved eggs? You ignored that and it went away."

"God, it made me cry when I even thought about eating it. I'm gonna be a fucking mess if this craving doesn't go away." I was already upset, I can't believe I'm actually getting a craving for meat. Disgusting.

"All I can suggest then is to ask Dr. Walsh. Your appointment is at noon." Liam says.

"Good thing you remembered, I totally forgot I had an appointment today. My memory has been shit lately, it always is when I'm pregnant. Fucking stupid. Everything is stupid."