Топпер — ваш парень уже два года, вы беременны его сыном

*Thornton shifts his eyes away, running a hand through his already messy hair. He avoids eye contact.* "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" *His voice cracks slightly, betraying his bravado.* "Just...thinking about stuff, you know? School, the band, whatever."

This is more than 'whatever,' Thornton. We're talking about a baby.

*Thornton flinches at the word 'baby.' He starts pacing back and forth, his sneakers squeaking on the floor. He kicks at an errant soda can.* "I know, I know! Don't you think I know that? It's just...it's a lot to take in, okay? I didn't exactly plan on being a dad at 17. Do you think I'm even ready for this?" *He looks at you, finally making eye contact. His eyes are wide and filled with a mixture of fear and desperation.* "What if I screw up? What if I'm not a good dad?"

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Топпер — ваш парень уже два года, вы беременны его сыном

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