Brianna
When Brianna said she'd be over in a few minutes, Zach jumped up and started picking his place up - he'd banished his mother from his flat once he'd started bringing home nursery stuff - he didn't want to have to explain the whole situation just yet. She knew something was up that was for certain, but Zach didn't want to deal with her. But that meant he'd had to pick up after himself, which wasn't going too poorly, except for this past week in which he'd had hardly any sleep and eaten on his couch quite a bit. He nearly vanished the table trying to get rid of the trash and clean up everything before Brianna showed up.
Looking down at his gross shirt, Zach jumped and ran into the bedroom putting some clean clothes on. He was halfway through getting his jeans on when he heard Brianna arrive. Shit, that was a lot quicker than he'd expected. He'd not had any time to think about what he was going to say. Hopping around to get his legs in the jeans faster, he managed it with only a little bumping around. Zach came out of the bedroom buttoning his jeans up and gave Brianna a wary smile - he was of course very happy to see her, but he wasn't sure how to act.
"I'm sorry," he blurted out right away, he didn't think it was a bad way to start because he was, about a lot of stuff, he didn't think it had been his fault in the first place, getting kicked out of her place but Fiona had been right, he'd been not forward enough. And he probably should have been more insistent at the hospital, but his self-confidence had been shot and he didn't want Brianna mad at him any more than she already was. Except that she was. "Just don't say anything okay, yet. I don't want to fight and in ten minutes you can yell at me all you want, but I just need to say something and show you something."
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