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Jacob was waiting on his sisters to join him, since his mother had insisted he'd invited them to the benefit and try spending some quality time with them in order to try and rebuild that kind of bond they used to have as children. Instead of one of the Lee women, a blonde beauty joined him instead, her growing bump reminding Jacob of when Dilan was carrying their child in her womb. "Uh, hello." Still, he smiled, adjusting himself on his seat for a split second, before he stood up. "No, not at all, please." The taller man walked behind the chair she'd asked about and pulled it out for her to seat. He didn't think Maya or the other girls would mind it anyway. "Are you enjoying the festivities so far?" Jacob asked, before returning to his seat. / @kennydavis

Kenny was happy that she wasn't immediately rejected or looked at suspiciously. Word about her going around had made its way to some of the people in town who ran the other way when they saw her coming. Mainly due to the fact that not everyone wanted to support a shelter that wouldn't give them any money in return. "I am." Ken said with a smile, knowing it was impolite to return the question and be sociable but there was a goal in mind and little time given the size of her bump. "Sorry, I should have introduce myself. I'm Kennedy Davis and I own the homeless shelter downtown. You probably haven't heard about it as most people haven't who've never been in need. Of course, I don't know your story so please correct me if I'm wrong." Ken started, knowing this was rougher but she'd eventually get there. "I was hoping to talk to you a little bit about that. It won't take too long."

It was a heartwarming sight to see - Kenny barely keeping up with a toddler whose tiny legs carried her faster than anyone could imagine. Hazel had been increasingly careful around Kenny. Since they told her that Kenny was going to have a baby, she had surprised them all with how understanding she was. She kept talking about the baby in aunt Kenny's tummy, blowing it kisses and telling them that she loved the baby. A part of her couldn't wait to see Hazel meet them for the first time. "I've been well. Life is, well, life. Busy as always. Work's fine too. Ben is busy with a big study the hospital's doing so we're seeing him less these days, but we're good," she reassured her friend, knowing that the last point would inevitably bring up concerns. "How are you and the little one?"

Kennedy knew that Hazel would be great around her baby because she'd always been such a sweet little girl. It melted her heart to see her being so receptive to the idea of the baby in her stomach and Ken couldn't wait to see them together. "Tell me about it. Busy has been my life for the last ten years, it feels like." Most of that was due to exhaustion these days, she knew, but it still felt like she was never able to get enough done at the shelter. "Hopefully he's been resting and you guys make up for it as best as you can." With video calls and the likes. "We're doing good. Almost reaching the finish line. I'm excited for that, though a little bit scared." Which she knew was normal but now she was more scared than anything else.

"I'd love to, but I'm not sure Percival, Thea's cat, would appreciate having to share his space with another feline. He's very territorial. I'm surprised he is somehow warming up to me. Can't tempt my luck like that." Besides, she probably would not appreciate getting a surprise pet either. "What were you curious about? This cat or something else?"

"Percival? That's a great name." She said with a nod as she placed her hands on her hips. "Well, aren't you guys becoming an official item? Racing down to the aisle so I'm hoping that the cat warms up to you before that." Obviously, he wasn't wearing a ring but word travelled fast amongst the people she knew so she'd already heard. "You must be excited. Have you guys chosen a date?"

availability / @kennydavis setting / frederick's farm, april 13th, at the lemonade stand.

"a little jumpy, aren't you?" ken said with a laugh despite it being her fault because she didn't announce her presence, knowing well that he hadn't been able to see her arrive whilst bent over. "i'm stealthy. i'm actually glad that it's you because i saw you briefly bend down and i wasn't sure." it could have gone a lot worse had it been some stranger that she'd scared rather than someone that she knew. not the most, but enough that she didn't come off as a complete freak. "i'd normally steer clear from something that sweet and sour but if you're buying." ken actually loved sweet things but she was trying to keep to a better diet these days. in the end, the attempt was good enough and she was allowed to some cheat days for her own mental health. "are you getting the original one or the pink lemonade?"

Characters: Elliot Chapman & Kennedy Davis (@kennydavis) Location: Barks and Recreation Closed Starter

Kennedy wasn't the biggest fan of cats. The number of strays who lived beneath her mother's mobile home growing up and who meowed while in heat still haunted her and she'd grown some type of resentment towards them due to the sleep they'd stolen from her. Though she could admit when a cat was cute. "Seems like the perfect fit. Tell me you're in the process of giving Thea a surprise pet." It did cross her mind that maybe she'd hate the cat and Ken would be lying if she said that didn't give her a bit of joy after learning of the past between her once friend and Atlas. But that wasn't something she'd admit aloud. "You weren't in my way, though. I'm just being nosy and curious." Her emotions were all over the place and she was considering giving her dog a friend now that her attention would be directed towards a baby.

He and Phoebe had a lot of bumps in the road to get where they were now, but he was confident enough saying they were in a good place. Now he lived in constant fear of how long it would last, but barring that — he was happy with where he was. "Yeah, we're good," he confirmed, Kennedy's use of the word 'safe' causing a little quirk of amusement. They were being safe — believe me, the last thing he wanted as a child — but they were employing other methods than his usual condoms. There was something... huge about that new layer of trust they were placing in each other, something he hadn't realized was quite so much of a turn on until it came to Phoebe.

"That's good. I like her. She seemed sweet." It wasn't like Ken was in any position to tell him that they were good together or say that she approved of her but she was just putting it out there in case he was teetering on the fence about his feelings. Her opinion didn't matter but Ken had a good feeling about her so it was worth putting out there. "You can invite her over whenever you get the nerve to text me letting me know that you have time to come by." They hadn't hung out yet even if they'd spoken about it. "I owe you your favorite meal for all the help. Can't promise it'll be as good as what you make but the bonus is that you won't have to cook."

It wasn't the first time she'd been asked about whether or not she planned on having more children. Dylan still didn't have a straightforward answer to the question. "I mean I am so lucky that I even have these two, like ya said. I know that I could say maybe in a few years, but in a few years I'm gonna be real close to forty and I'm not sure if I'd be ready, plus I mean even if we're hopin' for one, would there be a probability of us havin' twins again?" This was all very hypothetical not to mention she didn't know whether Theo wanted more kids and it wasn't like they'd tried for Leda and Lysander they had not even been together at the time. She laughed softly at the comment about hormones being crazy, she nodded in agreement with Kennedy. "Oh yeah, trust me. Ya think it's out of sync while pregnant but definitely still dealin' with it now." Dylan admitted as she felt like she still felt herself overwhelmed by all these feelings.

"That's the fear, isn't it? Having another set of twins. Not sure what the percentage of chances are that you get something like quadruplets but that would make me scared enough to stay celibate." Not quite but almost. She didn't know how people could hold two babies inside of them, much less three or four. "Why try to mess with perfection when you've already got it." She touched the babies nose in her arms and looked over at the one that Dylan was holding. She was lucky to have a girl and boy which was the dream of many people, but more important, to have two healthy babies. "That's not something I'm looking forward to but I guess it's the price to pay. Not looking forward to the birth. I'm at that stage where I'm scared to death but also too fed up to stay pregnant forever."

"Too risky?" She question out of curiosity. Kennedy had never been one to follow social media, celebrities or much of the news. It seemed like she was always a few days or weeks late to hearing the latest gossip. "You know it's called protection or are you scared they'll have something over your head due to lack of self-control?" It would be a little embarrassing for him to admit, at his grown age, that he wasn't able to have some fun because it always got out of hand for whatever reason. She nodded her head and thought about Atlas and his daughter. They'd make it up at some point, whether it be another day or another holiday. "You're right. I think she's busy enough with the weirdos in the back that we can leave without being seen anyway." She didn't place money on the table or touch the questionaire thing that they could respond to. Rather she was grabbing her jacket. "Well, It was nice to meet you. Shockingly, not the worst date I've had. At least you kept your hands to yourself."

LOCATION: Skyline Shopping Center

Kennedy was always one to go to the kids section in case there was something the girls would like. They had an abundance of fun things at their house but there was always place for something new that was fun for them to do as a family whenever they were over. She was just looking at a puzzle when she heard someone nearby speak up.

Foster's brow furrowed. He didn't want to be the one to buy into Kennedy's worry, but hearing that she had it didn't make him feel any better. He knew she was probably most worried about the baby, but all Foster could think about was the potential harm to herself. Pregnancy wrecked havoc on a body, and the aftermath was worse — it was a level of trauma very few ever recognized. He kept his mouth shut, kept himself busy chopping the vegetables, and was grateful when she changed the subject. That is, until Kennedy mentioned the 'g-word.' "Yeah, we're, uh," he stuttered, feeling heat creeping up his neck. He really didn't have to explain himself to anyone, and it would be easy enough to minimize, but somehow the idea of belittling Phoebe — to Kennedy, no less — just didn't feel right. "She's cool... We're casual. It's more complicated to explain..." Best friends who fuck? Exclusive sex buddies? He preferred to live in a world where nothing was defined.

Kennedy was happy to have the subject turn from herself to him. It was always where she felt most comfortable because she didn't like to whine or put any of her stresses on other people. She was best at being a soundboard for others to voice their concerns and worries to. "You don't have to explain it." Ken tried to say hurriedly when he paused because she'd already had that awkward conversation with Phoebe where she'd assumed and been wrong. "She kind of indicated the same thing." Her mistake was not knowing Foster well enough or she would have immediately went to a friends with benefits situation as she was no stranger to that herself. "As long as you guys are handling it well and being safe." Communicating was the important thing but also anything to avoid being in a situation where Ken was. Of course it was different because she had planned the pregnancy but many others didn't have that luxury.

Dylan grinned as Kennedy complimented Leda, her pride swelling even more. "I'm glad you get it." She shared with a soft laugh before letting out a sigh at the mention of the babies crying. "Well the problem is that sometimes one of 'em will start cryin' then the other joins in even though just a few moments ago they were sound asleep. So we're still tryin' to figure that out. But it's never for so long, though I've definitely had days where they cry on and off all day and then I'm cryin' too." She shared honestly, knowing that she loved them despite their fussiness at times and particular needs that she was trying her best to attend to but also get them out of the habit.

Kennedy could sympathize with her because of the experience she had with Hazel. Babies crying were a normal thing and she could see how one cry would get the other to cry, especially if startled out of their sleep. "That sounds rough. Do you think you're going to have more? I always figured that if I were lucky to have two, I'd be one and done." Mainly out of fear of having another set of twins and then being in over her head. "Maybe it's a little too early to answer that." Perhaps Dylan would feel differently when her babies were older. "I've heard the hormones are crazy so I can't imagine that helps with the crying."

"I'm not much of a fashionista myself so I wouldn't know." She wasn't horrible but she didn't check the latest trends and didn't stop from wearing her favorite outfits even if they were from seasons back. "But I'll take your word for it." She flashed him a wink before she took a sip of her glass of water. The alcohol was left untouched for obvious reasons, figuring that he could have hers if it came down to it. "Single and not looking. Pretty clear, though you don't have to be looking to still have fun." Ken doubted she was going to find him his next wife but maybe someone who also wasn't looking. But her services would be put to use on someone who desired them if he continued to indicate he wasn't interested. "He is a good dad. It's kind of overrated." The whole holiday, she meant, and finding one special night to do things that should be done frequently. "I'll gladly give up my night for those little girls any day."

Kennedy made sure to keep her expression neutral. Had she known from the jump that Ingrid was the person behind her, she would have continued on her way with no regards of interacting. The last thing she needed was the added stress that came with interacting with the woman who always had an attitude. At least in Ken's experience. "Gloves are easy to come by these days. I'd put more effort into finding the owner if it was a phone or wallet." Both held more value than what looked like a cheap glove.

He wouldn't accept the money, but now hardly seemed like the time to hash it out. If she insisted, he'd just give the money back to the soup kitchen as a donation. His eyes couldn't help but travel down to her protruding belly when she mentioned the wedding planning being on the back-burner. "That makes sense," he nodded. Personally, he'd always been uncomfortable around pregnant people — his own history with his mother making him weary of all the complications that could arise. But those hang-ups were his own, and he was happy for Kennedy and Atlas considering it seemed to be what they wanted. "How's that going? With the whole..." He trailed off, making a vague gesture towards his own stomach.

Kennedy was once the type of person who felt a little at odds with the idea of pregnancy. Perhaps it was because she wanted it so bad that she hadn't allowed herself to even consider what it was like to have a child, and the idea of seeing people with some brought back all those questions and insecurities about whether it was plausible for her. "It's going good, so far." Her hand moved to her stomach briefly, knowing that she hadn't had much time to even celebrate her pregnancy because there was still so much that needed to be done in a small span of time. "I'm worried sick all the time but I've been lucky." She'd had it fairly easy but she knew the hard part was yet to come, hence why she was worried sick. It was approaching and she felt less and less ready every single day. "Oh, I also met your friend, Phoebe. I had seen you both together on new years. I thought she was your girlfriend."