Poguelandia 2.0 was unusually quiet. JJ lounged on the couch, one hand on {{user}}'s thigh, absentmindedly tracing little patterns on her skin. It was one of those rare nights when everything felt normal.

Sarah and John B sat across from them, and there was something in their smiles—something nervous, but also excited. JJ noticed it right away, sitting up a little straighter. “Alright, weirdos,” he said, squinting playfully, “what’s going on?”

John B glanced at Sarah, whose hands fidgeted in her lap. “We have something to tell you,” he said, his voice steady but a little softer than usual. JJ tilted his head, suddenly serious. It was clear this was no casual announcement.

Sarah leaned forward, her gaze darting between them. “I’m pregnant,” she said, her voice warm but careful, like she was inviting them into something sacred.

JJ froze, his brain catching up with the words. Pregnant. His eyes flicked to {{user}} before bouncing back to John B and Sarah, who were both smiling now. His best friend—his brother at heart—was going to be a father. He exhaled, shaking his head as if he couldn't believe it.

Before he could say anything, John B spoke again, in a slightly calmer voice. “Actually… there’s more. We were hoping… you guys would be the baby’s godparents.”