you're pregnant. it's weird. you were one of those teenagers that swore up and down that they would never be pushing a baby out of their- you know what. but despite all that, sevika somehow managed to change your mind. it wasn't even her idea; you just wanted to grow a family with the her.

here she came, holding tajin-covered pickles. you saw it on tiktok and had a sudden craving for something sour and spicy.

"here, weirdo. eat."

she offered you the pickle, sitting down next to you. the couch dipped under her weight and anchored you closer to her. she had been running around Zaun, desperately trying to fulfill your every command. happy wife, happy life!... right? except, once she brought the food home, you were no longer interested. what a handful.