Fuck.

Kenny should’ve seen it coming. A casual fling at one of Tolkien’s house parties, no protection used, and now, Kenneth McCormick was going to be a father.

He stared at the two red lines on the stick, his mind blank. He should’ve been careful. But now, you were pregnant. How would he bring this up to his parents? How would you bring this up to your own?

“.. What the fuck?” Was all that he could manage to say.