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He shrugged. “Easy mistake, clearly you’re distracted.” He smiled. “Art shop huh? Do you know the name of it? I might be able to help you, I think I know where there’s an art shop downtown.” He nodded. “Although I suspect it seems strange me offering. I mean, I’m a stranger to you.” He shrugged. Realising how weird it might seem.

Those two words were the death of him. Him and Belle were in their late twenties and to hear this. It was going to make him go insane. Ryan couldn’t be a father. His mother wasn’t around to help him guide him and him and belle weren’t even a thing. It was just a one time thing they did when they were drunk thats all. But now hearing that she was pregnant. This was horrible. “Fuck….” He groaned, Ryan rubbing his eyes hopefully hearing everything right. He kicked the condom box away from him since it was even good enough now. “Really?” He asked, not wanting to sand so horrible, but they were still pretty young in their life. “So, whats the plan then?”

Belle groaned as she laid down on her bed with nothing to do. She wasn't drunk, she didn't had plans for the night, and she felt like she was going to die of boredom any second now. For the meantime she was still Ryan's roommate, only because she hasn't found a place for her own yet. Hearing that Ryan had returned back home, she almost pushed herself out of bed to bother him but the motivation quickly went away when her body didn't react quick enough to get out of bed. She placed her hands on her stomach and closed her eyes for a moment, before a smirk appeared on her face. A prank! She thought to herself, as she opened her eyes and jumped out of bed. Ryan and her have been hooking up when drunk, which worked perfectly fine because most times they wouldn't even remember what happened the night before. Except that they had a really great time. With her tiny shorts and a tank top on, she walked over to Ryan's room. Before entering, she tried to calm herself down and put a worried face on. Knocking on his door as a notice she was walking in, she entered and stood in the center of the doorway. "Ryan," she started off, "I-I have to tell you something...—I'm pregnant!" The way Ryan's face completely changed and how his skin turned nearly turned white. Belle bit the inside of her cheek and try not to laugh. She covered her mouth from letting out a laugh when he kicked the condom box, all the condoms spreading around. But she couldn't hold it anymore after his question. She began to laugh and tried hard not to cry from it. "Ryan, no!" She laughed more. "I'm not pregnant. Oh my fucking gosh, I wish I could have recorded your face!" She wiped a tear away from her cheek. "But hey, at least I know if you do get me knocked up, you'll be responsible." She winked at him, as she leaned against the doorway. "Which reminds me, you gotta start double checking if you're wearing a condom because my birth control pills finished and I don't know when I'll be getting a refill."