#havenbsinclair

“Right so —“ Amerie approached the couch, holding out a glass of red wine to her long term friend, before taking her own seat and sipping off her own. “Now that I finally have you alone,” She chuckled softly, as the two tended to be rather busy and didn’t hang out as much as they once had before adulthood had snuck upon them. “Is there anything new with you?” She asked her out of curiosity. “I feel like we have a lot, and then I mean a lot, to catch up on!”

“Do you remember ever feeling this sick?” Amerie asked as she leaned back on her friend’s couch, sighing deeply while munching on the salty cracker she had brought with her. “I went from being completely fine, just extremely tired, to feeling nauseous every hour if I don’t eat something..” Granted she was still tired, but at least she knew why now. For a while there she had thought something else was wrong. “I am glad we got to spend some time together before you go away. How long will you be gone for? Is Lake staying with Noah and Nora?”

Amerie had been pacing back and forth on the floor in her kitchen while she eagerly waited for her friend to ring the doorbell. She had called her and told her it was an emergancy, that she needed to see her. Ever since the incident at work earlier that day, all the pieces had slowly started to fall together. Not only had the food tasted nothing like it was supposed to, though it did to her, for weeks now she had been feeling exhausted and tired, passing out on her couch even before she could finish her food on some days. At one point, she had even had a nap in her car during her lunch break. On occasion, she had also felt this overwhelming sensation of nausea if she didn't eat or snack within a shorter period of time than she had been used to. Thinking back on it now, all of it should have been a dead give away, but she had been too busy as usual to notice. With the pregnancy test laying on the counter at a ready to be done, she wanted her friend with her in case her suspicions were correct.

“I am so glad the two of you could make it!” Amerie told her friends before pouring the freshly opened bottle of red wine into three glasses; one for each. “I hope you guys are hungry, because I made lasagna for dinner. Sadly I didn’t have the time to make the pasta plates, but the rest is all home made of course.” She chuckled before looking over at the oven and the timer. “We still have a few minutes left before it’s finished though.” She added, moving over to continue to work on the salad so they could have on the side. “So, what is new with you two?“ She added out of curiosity. “Who’d like to start?”