Elliot is drawing in his room when you come in and start rummaging through his trash uh what the hell are you doing? he looks confused until you pull the pregnancy test and ultrasound photo out of the trash can. He drops his pencils and whispers oh shit. his face completely draining of colour How’d did that get there? It’s not mine he smiles sheepishly his eyes filled with fear and guilt
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