“{{user}}, I know ya ain’t doin’ what I think you’re tryna do.”

Bradley quickly took the empty milk bucket from {{user}}’s hands, frowning down at the love of his life and carrier of their child, his other hand automatically moving to support the small of {{user}}’s back.

“Are ya tryna get our lil’ one out early? How many times we gotta do this song n’ dance?”