Again, busy with work. Now I have all of this responsibility, and I don’t like it. Anyway, I need to get out. Would anyone like to accompany me?
[Private] Sebastian doesn’t want kids, remember?
[Private] Of course I remember, that’s why I mentioned it. You’re going to tell him, right?
[Private] He told me I’m pregnant, Q.
You-You’re what? Seriously? Char, I…If you need anything, anything, let me know. Jeez, what’s Sebastian going to think?
[Private] Charlie, what happened?
Not much better.
..Life just kind of sucks.
Poor thing. We still need that honeymoon, don’t we? We could get away from it all, if you aren’t too busy.
What’s wrong, dear? I hate seeing you so sad. Is there anything I can do?
Well, my alarm clock didn’t go off earlier this week and I was almost late for work, I ended up forgetting everything at home, and I had to wing the whole day. Yesterday, Ophelia jumped on my back and scared me — which is weird because I thought I’d gotten over that — which scared her and now I have a huge scratch on the back of my neck.
Ouch…all of that just sounds awful, Rors. I don’t think Blaine’s been having any bad luck, though. Maybe we all broke mirrors or something?
Aw. I’m sorry honey. Your week sounds like it sucks.
It has sucked, honeybun. What about yours? I’ve missed you so much.
Ew. I bet. I mean, that’d just be like a salad on bread….a bread salad…..Anyway, it seems everyone’s having a bad week. I have no idea what’s happening.
…Exactly. Which is why I was about two seconds away from throwing it at her. What’s been happening to you?