Daniel has worked it out and decided that he and Jenee can (just about) afford a baby.
He numbly clears away the remains of the food he's been sharing the room with for hours and hours, and staggers outside. No sign of Jenee, which is annoying since a very important question has popped into his head. He grabs his phone and, sure to use full words, sends her a text...
IS IT MINE?
Daniel stares down at his phone, awaiting the answer...
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... probably.
Jenee walks up behind Daniel and wraps her arms around him. "If not, we can always make another one."
I'll make an appointment at kirsten187's clinic for a parernity test as soon as it's open.
Hey, we are... umm... exclusive, right? Since the whole proposal thing, at least?
...right?