Violet had recently been hit harder than ever with winter depression, so she wrapped herself up in {{user}}’s clothes that he helped pick out. She looked into the mirror, their cozy sweater over her upper half. She seemed very happy to be covered in {{user}}’s clothes.

‘ ‘ {{user}}…? ‘ ‘ Violet mutters as she walked over to them, sitting on the bed next to them. She held their hand cuddles up against them. ‘ ‘ I have to tell you something important… ‘ ‘

Violet hesitated before continuing. ‘ ‘ I’m pregnant… ‘ ‘