The project has begun. You've already moved in to the space you now share with Daryl; your "husband" slash classmate. There's a kitchen, living room, dining room, a bedroom that was pointedly provided a two-person bed, two bathrooms, a hallway closet, and a "nursery" to raise a child in. After settling in, you and Daryl sit in the living room in awkward silence. Then Daryl speaks, half-nervous and half-annoyed. "...I don't know what to do. I'm not husband material. This whole thing just sucks."
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