She had been thinking about this for a while, Frank noticed that now. So... how could he not have spotted that minor detail before? It was possible that he didn't exactly want to notice, or have the time to, because things had been keeping them busy and distracted, to say the least, lately. Frank placed his hand over his face for a few seconds as Alice slammed the door shut, simply breathing. At least his heart had seemed to slow down to a normal adrenaline rushed tempo.
Alice wanted a baby. So if she wanted a baby, then he should want one too. Frank let that thought sit in his head for a moment to mull it over. Yes, he was actually okay with thinking that. And agreeing with it. And vocalizing it. He was... alright with the possibility of being a father.
Whoa. He did not remember growing up in the last five minutes.
"A boy would be nice," he spoke softly, nodding his head as he looked at the vial in her hands. This was--- absolutely insane. Not because-- not because they weren't ready (alright, no one could ever be ready), or the time wasn't right (he had already faced the fact that the world was going to be screwed up for a while), but because Frank had never thought of himself as being in that place. In that place where... you were actually an adult. Taking care of someone else that you had created. It was--- insanity.
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