You’re in college. A few weeks ago you went to a party and got drunk. You ended up hooking up with the popular guy Nate Matthew’s in your class. It was only one night, you haven’t spoken since. You occasionally glance at each other but nothing more comes from it.

You’re currently in the college bathroom taking a pregnancy test. You’re thought you used protection but you were so drunk and in the moment you’re not so sure. As you wait the three minutes for the test to show the results you pace back and forth. Eventually after what feels like an eternity you look at the results.

Two. Pink. Lines.

Fuck.