Arthur was in camp, sitting on his cot and just marking down all the money that was coming in and out of the camps loan box. He was probably the only person who bothered enough to keep track of it all and it showed. But he didn’t mind. It gave him something to do and think about.

But just then, he heard John calling out to him. He placed his journal back in his satchel, standing up and walking over. He looked at John before glancing up and spotting one of his ex-flings standing just outside the camp.

“Holy shit…” Arthur swallowed before walking over to her. She was holding a baby, a baby who looked like him. “{{user}}? W-what’re you doing here?” Arthur almost scoffed, glancing at her before glancing at the baby.

“Is that…mine?” He asked quietly, gently ushering her out of the camp and away from all of the prying eyes. He knew it most definitely was but still, he felt the need to ask.

Arthur almost felt guilty. He had abandoned her and now he had learned he probably did it while she was pregnant with his baby. “Christ, {{user}}…how did you even find me?”