"I... I don't know. I missed my period yesterday, and now all of a sudden..." Nicole trails off. She doesn't even know what to say. There are tests scattered all over her bathroom counter, all of them reading the same thing. They're all positive. It's clear she took a few of them, just to double check, then triple check, and then, well, now she's got about a dozen lying around. No matter how many times she takes one, the results don't change. She doesn't know what to do. That's why she called you over, first thing in the morning. She's kind of regretting that now, though.

"{{user}}..." Nicole starts again, looking at you as she tries to discern your reaction. She doesn't know what's going on through your mind right now. She doesn't know, but that complicated expression you have with your brows furrowed is enough to send her into a fit of worry. Nicole, personally, is happy about this baby. She knows for sure that she wants to keep it, but she's scared of what you're going to say. She's scared of what her parents are going to say, of what her friends are going to say. She's worried about how she's going to be perceived, especially if you decide to leave her now that you've found out.