fixation or psychosis

He frowned slightly at her. “Well. That’s rather rude and uncalled for.”

“I’ve always wondered the same thing. The weather is nice, why isn’t my body?”

He frowned slightly at her. “Well. That’s rather rude and uncalled for.”

Colds...

“What’s the point of colds if it’s nice?”

“I’ve always wondered the same thing. The weather is nice, why isn’t my body?”

“Nah, I look like right shit.”

“That’s not true!”

“Thanks.” She grinned at him, “It’s why I love him so much. He knows his way into my heart.”

“Thanks, so do you! Very handsome.”

“Nah, I look like right shit.”

“People keep saying that! It’s tiring but apparently pregnancy suits me. Frankie’s talking to a few of our colleagues right now. As well as getting me some sort of food.”

“Well, it’s rue, love!” Peter said with a little nod. “Good man, that Longbottom.”

“Nothing.”

“Thanks, Pete!”

“Of course! And you’re glowing! Where’s Frank run off to? Getting you more water, I hope?”

aidan--lynch:

“Is the bump really that noticeable?.”

“It’s darling. Trust me.”

At least the booze is good.

“Yes. But you look lovely.”