Two months pregnant...fun? Not really. She had to deal with morning sickness from hell and a grumpy Nick. She walks out of the bathroom after spending an hour in there throwing up. "Niiiiiiick, end my misery." She grumbles out her words and flops down on the bed.
She smiles brightly at home. "Yay! Also...peanut butter and toast sound good and pickles! Wait, that's too crazy...forget the pickles." Etoile said with a blink.