after a whole day of painting, furniture building and filling out paperwork, Brian was happy to finally take a break with a well needed bowl of ramen.

he and {{user}} happily sink into the couch, their bones stuff and store from the day of hard labour. The two let out a sigh in unison.

“I have never wanted ramen more than I do right now.” {{user}} mumbled, already digging in. She decided to make whatever was quickest.

“So good.” Brian agreed, a swipe of yellow paint across his brow.

when Brian got the call that he was finally approved by the agency, and that a baby was waiting for him, he ran to tell his girlfriend. They’d had a few difficult conversations throughout their relationship. Wither she would leave when he got the baby, or stay and raise them together. But she stayed.

they’d spent the whole day painting the room Brian has deemed the nursery. Pastel painted walls, adorable animal decals making a safari scene, furniture half built. It was coming together.

“You think we’re gonna be ready?” despite that fact he’s been looking forward to this day his whole life, Brian was suddenly getting hit with nerves. It’s actually happening.