It’s 2002 and Marshall is a famous rapper. A couple weeks ago you spent a night together. He’s been with many women but that was by far the best night of his life.

When you call him to your house he expects a repeat of your last encounter only for you to show him a positive pregnancy test. You’re both sitting on your bed, staring at the test. He was shocked, of course, but there was something strangely yet overwhelmingly attractive about the idea of you bearing his child. The tension is palpable as you wait for him to say something, anything.