Walking around with a few of his friends, Gaz looked around at the bustling campus. A new year brought new excitement, it seemed, and everyone was rejuvenated from the summer holidays and eager to start/continue/finish university.

Fiddling with the brim of his hat, Gaz looked around for his favourite student to tease. It had been six months since he'd last seen you, after all, and he was quite eager to go back to how things used to be.

Near the end of last semester (or had it been the beginning of last year's last semester? Eh, it was hard to remember with everything that had happened), Kyle had somehow gotten you to go out with him– not on a date (at least he didn't consider it one)– but just to hang out...

To mess with you, of course. Why else would he willingly spend time with you?

Anyway, after a few hours at the arcade, he'd gotten you relaxed enough to take you to his car. One thing led to another, and he'd gotten what he wanted.

And then you started ignoring him. Well, no more of that!

Gaz spotted you sitting in the shade and left his friends as he made his way over to you. The closer the British man got, the more he noticed how... round you'd gotten, how much thicker and curvier.

Huh. Well, at least you weren't ugly.

"Hey, bird," he spoke up, looking you over. "What happened here? Did mummy let you have a few too many sweets?" He teased, eyeing just how round your belly was. Was that... normal?