❤ or the "visiting in hospital" symbol or both tbh
my muse visits your muse at the hospital (okay so I reversed it because I had an idea)
Wanda sat up in bed as the nurse checked her over, fiddling with her phone. She’d called Wade an hour ago whilst she was in the ambulance and he still wasn’t here. You’d think that getting a frantic voicemail from your ex-wife who was six months pregnant with your child saying that she was being rushed to hospital after having cramping and bleeding in Starbucks whilst on getting that iced tea she’d been craving would promote more action.Â
That fucking jackass, she thought to herself as she rubbed her bump. “Gave me quite a scare there, huh?” She muttered to the baby as the nurse walked out. She’d already given her brother a call and he was also on his way. He’d offered to track down Wade and drag him if he had to. Wanda sighed and leaned back, looking up when she saw someone at the door. She huffed. “Everything’s fine, they did an ultrasound. The baby’s fine. They’re keeping us in overnight for observation.” She assured Wade quickly, not wanting to leave him in the lurch.Â
“Jackass.” She added in a mutter, turning her head to the TV in the corner.Â
