“I am in a cotton candy mood..but now I just get to blame the baby” She teased, she really always was in the cotton candy mood, it was her weakness. “We probably should, but we have time. ” She placed a hand on the small bump. “I still can’t believe that we’re gonna be parents..it’s amazing.” She was truly amazed that she was carrying around a mini version of them. She was excited, nervous, happy, scared, all rolled into one. Climbing into the car and buckled her seat belt, and waited for him to start driving.
“Yes, but I rather not have to call it Mini Morgan.” He rolled his eyes, starting up the car and pulling away from the curb. “Very amazing.” he grinned, taking her hand as he continued to drive. He was excited, yet nervous. He never really thought he’d be where he was right now, but he was grateful. In all honestly, he just wanted to know what they were having, boy or girl. “It’s a good think you’re in a cotton candy mood. We need other food too.” he laughed, turning onto a different street.
Claire was glad for the quietness of the past few days, she was still processing all that was going on. She was extremely surprised and glad that no one was against what was going on. Letting out a loud sigh as she put on her jeans, the were snug which of course didn’t make her happy. Although she didn’t love the weight gain, she loved being pregnant. Her little bump now visible, just made it more real. Pulling on a tee shirt, she did her hair and make up. She felt bad for Joe at times, he would be his normal sarcastic self, and she got angry a hell of a lot faster than usual. Normally she could just deal with his normal comments, it was just who he was„ but her hormones were through the roof. Walking out the the living room she smiled a little when she saw Joe, “Hey you.” Cotton candy was always a plus, “Mini Morgan is definitely in the cotton candy mood..maybe more stuff.” She laughed.
“Hello beautiful.” He winked, standing from the couch and walking over to her. “Is that my shirt on you?” He smirked, giving her a small kiss before grabbing his keys. “Are you sure it isn’t you in the cotton candy mood? Since you always are.” He shrugged, taking her hand and walking out the door. “Mini Morgan…I like the sound of that. Although, we should think of normal names.” Walking outside, he locked the door behind them, heading towards the car. He opened the door for her, before circling the car to the drivers side, getting in.
ooc; ended up getting distracted by snow white and the huntsman YOLO ( i fucking hate yolo) replying now.
Things had been quiet mellow the last few days for Joe and Claire. When the news of Claire being pregnant got out, he was slightly surprised no one really was against it. Which he was grateful for. There were a few bumps along the way, but he figured that was normal. After all, Claire was carrying a tiny human inside her, and he was informed that if she got angrier at him then usual, half the time she didn’t mean it. Of course, she usually got mad at him for being the dick that he always is, so he didn’t know when it was the hormones, and when it was actually Claire being mad. So he just went with it, trying to be less of a sarcastic ass around her, but as anyone who knew him, it was hard. But he tried. Currently, he was tying up his shoes, standing and grabbing his wallet as he waited for Claire to appear from wherever she was.
Ooc on my way home, can’t make it before the storm. So Im sitting under the roofing of a restaurant on the boardwalk waiting for someone to get me. YOLO.
I hope there are more things then just because I fulfill your cotton candy obsession.
Of course, and it’s not an obsession!
Of course not darling.
If I wasn’t pregnant, I’d jump you again.
Remember how effective that was last time.
You stumbled.
Because I wasn’t expecting it.
Do you want to go now or what.
I hope there are more things then just because I fulfill your cotton candy obsession.
Of course, and it’s not an obsession!
Of course not darling.
If I wasn’t pregnant, I’d jump you again.
Remember how effective that was last time.
I hope there are more things then just because I fulfill your cotton candy obsession.
Of course, and it’s not an obsession!
Of course not darling.
